Something is terribly wrong with me. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been feeling really exhausted lately, or just the fact that I have yet to visit the gym after signing up right after Thanksgiving, but tonight I went grocery shopping, and everything I bought was healthy.
I’m just going to post the receipt and let you see for yourself. May I just point out that about half the list is made up of produce. Also, as a loud and proud carnivore, I think I had to ask someone to pick out my Gardenbugers (WTF?) for me and carry them to the line. It just seemed sacrilegious. That was the last thing I got before checking out and that whole time period is kind of fuzzy in my mind.
To be completely honest, I felt really confident walking around with a basket of healthy food; so much so that I struck up a conversation with the checker, Erin. This could be a very dangerous lifestyle change.
My company just threw a holiday party. It was a good time, and as I reflected on how fun it was, I realized that I’ve been working there for six months now. So much has changed, but at the same time, so much has stayed the same.
For one, the weather has changed. It was sunny and dry outside, but I was hesitant to wear shorts and flip-flops because I was new. We’ve also grown in size. There have probably been about 40-50 new hires throughout our offices. I’ve had the pleasure of getting to know some of them. Of course, the UO Ad Class of ‘06 is taking over with Heather being the latest addition, and then there’s my boy Nick, the UO athletics recruiting expert, who I never knew at school. Two of them now form the other half of The Four Corners, the little desk island in the middle of our floor the Jackson and I founded. Speaking of Jack, I’ve learned how to tolerate Beavers, but only because they’ve been pretty humble about the Civil War loss and their national championship baseball team, and they’ve been through adversity too (see: Alexis Cerna).
But at the same time, I’m glad I’m not a Beaver. I wouldn’t be able to wear Halloween colors all the time. And even though the company has grown, it still feels very familiar. On top of that, I’ve been able to get to know a lot of people from other departments through softball, fantasy football, happy hours and parties. Most importantly, and maybe most surprisingly, I don’t hate Mike. Sure we work on different floors, but we go to lunch together and IM almost everyday. You’d think it would get old, but it hasn’t so far. He’s like that barbeque that you’ve had forever. The grill might be give off a funky taste sometimes from cooking all those burgers (or writing all those blogs), but it still fires up everytime.
Out of college, I wanted to find a place where I could grow in a professional setting, but I also wanted to have fun. So far I’ve been able to do that here.
