Well, I have officially been in Arizona for 3 weeks now, and I have already learned so much about myself. With Jon gone 90% of the time, I was able to just focus on me, realize what is actually important to me, and decide the type of person I want to be.
As I began my first week of work, my anxiety of making new friends was at a high. I have always been put into a team setting, and like it or not, those people were not just my friends, but also my family. How the hell does a 24 year old make actual friends out in the real world? I found myself reverting back to my "mean girl" phase, which I somehow thought would make me more friends.....shocker, I just looked like an ass, and I'm too old for that shit. I came home the second day of work, sat down, and wondered to myself why I thought I was somehow better than my co-workers. Why am I not even giving these people a chance? They are my peers, doing the same job as me, making the same amount of money as me, and on the same path to promotion as me. I know it's mostly to do with my own insecurities, but I need to just get over that shit....ASAP! No one actually likes the mean girl, people just hang around them out of fear of being a target. At that moment, I had a serious "what the F am I doing" moment, and decided right then and there that I was not going to be that person. I couldn't, and I didn't want to be. Sure, certain things about people annoy me, but thats natural. I have learned if I have a problem with someone, just talk to them. Talking behind someones' back does absolutely nothing besides create more problems...it was time for me to start acting like the adult I am.
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Own Your "Ish"
Last night I officially published my first website, quartercenturechronicles.com! I am very excited about this project, and have been working hard over the past 2 days to get it done…Yes, I finished the entire thing within a few hours (not obsessed over it or anything). As I hit the "publish" button, a little box popped up asking me to share it on Facebook--my heart jumped. Did I want all my "friends" to read everything I had written? Will life-long fiends get upset I mentioned moving to AZ without telling them prior? Should I send a quick group text? Holy Crap…What am I doing? Within those 10 seconds of me just staring at that little box, I clicked "share to Facebook". This is what I wanted to do, and I was going to do it. My entire life I have worried what other people thought of my decisions, no matter if they were in my favor or not. As long as my friends and family are happy, I am happy.
Publishing this website was a huge step for me to take. I am not just posting random facts and information, I am posting personal and emotional thoughts--all of which leave me feeling vulnerable. When I first started typing, each story seemed to flow onto the computer with ease. Telling my stories, triumphs, and failures has given me a sense of empowerment I didn't know was possible. I know I am not even close to the only person going through the life situations I have already encountered or currently find myself in. So many people have inspired me; most of which I do not even know---Thank you Pinterest---but if I am able to relate to even one person, I am happy.
Lesson I have learned: Own your "ish." Make decisions and don't second guess yourself. You will never be happy unless you allow yourself to actually do what excites you, whether that be at work, with friends, or even deciding between pizza or chinese for dinner---yes, that is a very serious dilemma!
Worried your peers won't agree with your decision? Honestly, who cares! They are not the one living you life---you are! Okay, you might be thinking, "but wait, I really value the opinions of my loved ones!" Don't get me wrong, I do too, and most times more than I need to. However, this is ultimately your life, live it the way you desire!
XXOO
Shannon
Publishing this website was a huge step for me to take. I am not just posting random facts and information, I am posting personal and emotional thoughts--all of which leave me feeling vulnerable. When I first started typing, each story seemed to flow onto the computer with ease. Telling my stories, triumphs, and failures has given me a sense of empowerment I didn't know was possible. I know I am not even close to the only person going through the life situations I have already encountered or currently find myself in. So many people have inspired me; most of which I do not even know---Thank you Pinterest---but if I am able to relate to even one person, I am happy.
Lesson I have learned: Own your "ish." Make decisions and don't second guess yourself. You will never be happy unless you allow yourself to actually do what excites you, whether that be at work, with friends, or even deciding between pizza or chinese for dinner---yes, that is a very serious dilemma!
Worried your peers won't agree with your decision? Honestly, who cares! They are not the one living you life---you are! Okay, you might be thinking, "but wait, I really value the opinions of my loved ones!" Don't get me wrong, I do too, and most times more than I need to. However, this is ultimately your life, live it the way you desire!
XXOO
Shannon
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Job Freak Out
Ok, so I have been applying for jobs in Scottsdale, AZ, and it is quite possibly the most stressful thing in the universe. I have my degree in Business Admin-Marketing, but with my awesome decision to become a nanny for the past 2 year, I am slightly less than the ideal candidate (face to palm). As August 1st gets closer, I feel myself becoming more and more stressed. I know, I know….I have a few months still, but I just want someone to offer me a position NOW! I created quite possibly the cutest resume that I am overly obsessed with, but I'm not sure if employers like it or think it looks unprofessional. Keep in mind I am applying for marketing positions so I want to stand out from the boring crowd.
Jon and I just started talking about volunteering, so that will definitely bump up the resume. I have done volunteer work in the past, but nothing lately so hopefully it will make me more marketable. I feel like I should do something that relates to the business world, and but does that really matter? Will employers think I'm only volunteering to get the job seeing as I will have just started? We were discussing the local animal shelter and Habitat for Humanity, but the American Lung Association really stands out to me since my Papa passed away from lung cancer. I guess it is time to get investigating!!!
xxoo
Shannon
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Jon and I just started talking about volunteering, so that will definitely bump up the resume. I have done volunteer work in the past, but nothing lately so hopefully it will make me more marketable. I feel like I should do something that relates to the business world, and but does that really matter? Will employers think I'm only volunteering to get the job seeing as I will have just started? We were discussing the local animal shelter and Habitat for Humanity, but the American Lung Association really stands out to me since my Papa passed away from lung cancer. I guess it is time to get investigating!!!
xxoo
Shannon
Quarter-Century Crisis
As I begin this blog, thousands of questions and ideas run through my mind. What do I want to talk about? Does anyone care? Am I wasting my time? And my answers to these questions are as follows: whatever I want, who cares, and no, I'm definitely not wasting my time. Even if I am the only one who ends up reading these silly posts, I am 110% okay with that.
Probably because I am a nosey person, but honestly I am one of many who believe people love reading about others travels, romances, life milestones, and hilarious idiocies---which I have an abundance of.
As I sit here and watch my friends begin to excel in their careers, find "the one," get engaged, and even have babies on purpose, I begin to realize that I am getting older whether I like it or not! As I turn 25 this year, I guess it is time to finally toss my old college furniture (and yes, I'm talking about you, lovely plastic drawers and plastic plates that I somehow think are still acceptable to hang onto) clothes from what look like 11th grade, and receipts from Christmas 2010. Whoops! Looking around at all the items I have kept these past 3 years, I realize I am probably a highly qualified candidate for the show "Hoarders," but my 24 year old budget holds me back from buying the $6000 outdoor patio set from Neiman Marcus that I am obsessed with. Can't someone just hire me as VP of Marketing right out of college? Is that really too much to ask for?
Probably because I am a nosey person, but honestly I am one of many who believe people love reading about others travels, romances, life milestones, and hilarious idiocies---which I have an abundance of.
As I sit here and watch my friends begin to excel in their careers, find "the one," get engaged, and even have babies on purpose, I begin to realize that I am getting older whether I like it or not! As I turn 25 this year, I guess it is time to finally toss my old college furniture (and yes, I'm talking about you, lovely plastic drawers and plastic plates that I somehow think are still acceptable to hang onto) clothes from what look like 11th grade, and receipts from Christmas 2010. Whoops! Looking around at all the items I have kept these past 3 years, I realize I am probably a highly qualified candidate for the show "Hoarders," but my 24 year old budget holds me back from buying the $6000 outdoor patio set from Neiman Marcus that I am obsessed with. Can't someone just hire me as VP of Marketing right out of college? Is that really too much to ask for?
So much is happening in these next few months, I cannot wait to share it with all of you!
Just a little preview of what is to come:
-With the kiddos for a week----stay tuned for ridiculous stories…wow that could be an entirely separate blog!!
-Eric, Molly, and Lucas come to Chicago!
-ITALY with Jon and his family!!!! Holy Crap!!!!
-Kristen graduates
-Our going away dinner
-One Year Anniversary
-Move to AZ?!
Post soon!
Shannon
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