Mood:
irritatedTopic: La vie
I really did it this week—I worked my ass off. I know you all think I'm lazy and I just sit around watching CSI and drinking beer all day (I wish), but no. I've actually been working like crazy, even after I get home from my job.
Because of the constant threat of the budget cut, I have been scurrying around looking for freelance work. I am still writing for House & Home Magazine, but have picked up another magazine gig (which I will debut next week). I wrote two articles for my new project this week. I also did some work for my dad's company, Purple Trout, helping him with six smaller articles.
On top of that, I was asked to do a presentation for LSU's Campus Communicators group (more on this next week), so I put together, practiced, and gave a presentation on blogging as a form of social media.
Just because my work life is buzzing doesn't mean my social life can suffer either. I was able to set aside time for the man in my life—I made us dinner one night during the week, which gave us some quality time to visit.
With my writing deadline Thursday night, I can't tell you how excited I was for Thursday to roll around. But of course, with seven stories turned in and ready to go, my eighth story had to be the most difficult. So instead of relaxing Thursday night, I worked (my friends are reading this and laughing, because in fact, I passed out for nearly 2 hours before I got to work).
When I got home from work, it finally hit me—how do parents do it? They work all day and then deal with the little brats when they get home from the office...shit. I feel like my youth should keep those thoughts out of my mind, but at this age, my parents already had me. But I know I was a perfect baby—I probably fed myself and changed my own diaper. So whatevs.
But hey, it's Friday! There's a long weekend ahead of me, filled with football...which means food, beer, and time with my man and friends. Oh, and I won't leave out sleep—that's where it's really at. So with my brain completely scrambled and tired at the moment, I want to leave you with a list of things I've been thankful for this week.
1. Coffee: I gave it up during detox and I'm completely back into my addiction.
2. My Blackberry and Laptop: thanks to my personal tech devices, I can multitask like a mo-fo. Send pictures and e-mails for stories during meetings? Check! Coordinate interviews during photo shoots? Check!
3. Pile of change in my desk drawer: I had enough of the silver stuff to buy myself an afternoon pick-me-up (read: Coke Zero) everyday. Like I said, back on the caffeine.
4. My Life as Liz marathon: Yeah, I watch tv while I write. And I think Bryson is mega-cute (for a 17-year-old).
5. The Mustache Man: A good mid-week visit with him cheered me up.
6. My desk in my apartment: It's big enough for my notes, a lamp, my computer, and plates of food. All extremely important to the writing process.
7. The 3-day weekend ahead: It's always nice to have your eye on the prize.
8. Girls luncheon today: it's important to treat yourself, right? So my favorite co-worker and I planned a lunch for today—treating ourselves to some bagel sammys and then shopping at our favorite boutique. Hells yeah!
9. My friends: They keep me sane. Or they just tell me I'm not crazy when in fact I am.
10. Writing: Don't get me wrong, I love writing. And I appreciate the fact that I have something I can turn to when things get tough—if it weren't for freelance, my savings account would surely suffer. So I hope I don't come across as complaining; I really appreciate all of the work I have! Of course, when I see it in print, I will be excited, too.
Have a safe and fun weekend, everyone!
