I’ve been neglecting my blog, but the good news is, I’m getting a lot of other stuff done! I’ve been a busy little bee lately, with 15 credits of classes and surprise!! A new job! Same company, but I’m now a marketing consultant, not an editor. It’s really exciting to be doing something new, and to be learning so much, even if it means I’m seriously worn out by the time I get to hit the feathers. As I work on an assignment for one class, I see how it will be relevant for my other classes and for my career, which feels good. My digital photography assignments make me think about how I can incorporate my photos into my website design for a different class. Creating images in Photoshop for my graphic design course helps me generate ideas for my photo editing… It’s all coming together.
I’ve also been spending the time it takes to be healthy, whether that means working out on my lunch break, or using my morning time before work to go to the doctors. Yesterday I tried out a new doctor’s office. I’ve been floating around between quick care clinics and last minute appointments at random doctor’s offices since I turned 18 and got kicked off the roster for my pediatrician’s office. It’s so harsh when the doctor you’ve had for your whole life tells you that you are too old to keep seeing them, but I think that I’ve finally found a gal I can stick with. She didn’t make me feel like a clueless child when asking me questions about my health, unlike the last person I saw who asked me the same question three times like he didn’t believe my answer. “How many partners have you had?” “Okay, this is important. In your whole life, how many partners have you had?” “So you’re sure you haven’t tried meth?” “Ever?” Give me a break…. If you have a suspicion that patients don’t tell the truth, you should at least try to pretend you trust them. It’s awkward enough having to talk to someone you don’t know about your body.
I quit drinking recently too. Well about two months ago actually. I’ve gone out to bars with my friends since, but I order one beer and sip on it, or pour myself a glass of something and eventually end up giving it away. If I hold onto something nobody asks me why I’m not drinking, or buys me a new drink. I’m tricky, I know. I just realized that hangovers are not worth it. Neither is waking up feeling embarrassed about anything. My body doesn’t handle alcohol well, and I’ve known that for a long time, but I think it’s time to start listening to what it is telling me. Quitting drinking is a surprisingly scary move. That is what my girlfriends and I do on weekends. We have since I was about 14, and that pattern of drinking too much like a 14 year old would stuck with me.
When I lived in DC, I didn’t ever drink too much. I was pretty good at just having one or two drinks over the night, and being perfectly able to carry on a conversation without slurring. The culture is just different where I live now. If I’m not actually drunk. Like being loud, stumbling around drunk, there is a chorus of “what’s wrong?” “drink more,” “you’re no fun anymore.” Literally. It is kind of strange to come back to it and have an outside perspective, but I tried drinking excessive amounts again and just found myself in a panic the next day. Note to drunk Andrea, if she ever appears again– 25 year old women should NOT fall off barstools while taking shots of whiskey. Not cute.
I like remembering my fun times. That’s just me though. I think the one drink rule is a good one, which I intend to stick to from here on out. For me, not drinking is just part of listening to my body and being true to myself. There are things we do that make our souls happy, and fill us up with contentedness, and then there are things we do that fill us with anxiety and potentially make us want to throw up. In my experience, blacking out only leads to the latter.
On a lighter note, it’s tulip season in Skagit Valley!! I’ll make sure to take some pictures. I missed them so much last year when I was away.