York Nebraska

So I have survived two days in the car and 12 hours between me and Zion. Only a few nasty states to get through. The highlights of my trip have been seeing the Worlds Largest Truckstop in Iowa and a Danish town - also in Iowa - they have a windmill and Danish flags everywhere. The best part was that I was able to buy a abelskiver maker. Yes! For those of you who don't know an abelskiver is a delicious Danish pancake/scone sort of thing. I've been keeping my open for a pan for years. Who knew I would find it in Iowa. Alright. Time to get back on the road.

Update

Hey.  Well, it's official.  Today was my last day at work.  At the beginning of next week I'll be packing up and driving out west.  Not exactly sure where I'm gonna end up but that's a small detail.  good heavens, I feel a little crazy.  whatever.  it's good to be young and unemployed.  work it out.  

positive coping

All the time I talk to people about coping skills and now I'm needing to follow my own advice. What I want to do is put on pajamas and lay in my bed for hours despite the fact that it's not even 7 pm. I am trying to resist and have compromised to jeans and a hooded sweatshirt (with the hood on which makes a difference).

Something really terrible happened with one of my clients this week. And it is affecting me. Up until now I've been pretty effective at "turning off" when I come home from work, but now it is too intense. It is too much. But it's so much less than what my client is confronting that I feel guilty for feeling overwhelmed. How dare I feel bad when she feels so much worse. How dare I complain about headaches and the desire to wear pajamas 24/7 when her suffering is exponential compared to mine. I feel guilty about my attempts to avoid the pain when for her it is unavoidable.

And I don't know what to do to help her. Right now I hate that there are no perfect answers. And that time, passes so slow. It would be nice to fast forward a few months when things will be a little easier. It pisses me off. Yesterday when I was driving home a car honked (I don't know if it was necessarily at me, but it felt like it was) and I yelled at full volume (not at the car, but just out at the world) I noticed smiling people walking down the street. Some people could be experiencing some of life's happiest moments while for other people the world is literally falling apart.

Still, I am glad for the connections I have with my clients. There suffering is real whether we are there to witness it or not. And maybe my presence matters is some small way.

INFP

I used to pride my self on being an INTP, but sometime in the past few years I've become a feeler instead of a thinker. I like it.

You Are An INFP

The Idealist You are creative with a great imagination, living in your own inner world.Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close.But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop. In love, you tend to have high (and often unrealistic) standards.You are very sensitive. You tend to have intense feelings. At work, you need to do something that expresses your personal values.You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist. How you see yourself: Unselfish, empathetic, and spiritual When other people don't get you, they see you as: Unrealistic, naive, and weak

What's" Your Personality Type?

ch-ch-ch-changes

it's funny that when i was supposed to be working on my thesis this blogging thing was a welcome distraction. now it feels like a chore. so i apologize. here's the update....

I am back in philly. i totally loved being home. here are a few more highlights - a moose in the backyard, and a day at the lake with my nephews.

Then on to Utah. It was absolutely lovely seeing old friends and new babies (at least they were new to me). Another highlight was watching centerstage. I also went to a friends wedding which was great. It was a pretty great 5 days.

So, now I am back in philly. In the two weeks I have been back I have moved into a new apartment, started a new job and bought a car. It's been a little hectic so I apologize to anyone who's calls i have ignored and for not calling people. Also, my mom wanted to see pics of my new car so here you go momma. Isn't she cute! A 2002 honda civic. The couple I bought her from is Polish.... so i was thinking about a polish name for her.... any ideas?

eight stars of gold on a field of blue

I'm in Alaska!!!

Mt Mckinley was out on the drive up from anchorage.

We went wild blueberry picking

Also went to the farmers market where I saw a typical alaskan truck - complete with an "alaskans for independence" bumper sticker.


Home sweet home.

avril lavigne lyrics

I wasn't sure what to title this post, but somehow I felt like some avril lavigne lyrics would probably fit, though unfortunately I couldn't think of any actual lyrics besides "hey hey you you". Anyway, just imagine some melodramatic, slightly annoyed, with a tinge of angry lyrics... sung by a canadian.... maybe alanis morisette would fit too.

the point is that I'm still confused, but it's building up past the point of just being slightly unnerving and I'm starting to get mad. Really, I should be grateful. I got an official job offer. Positives: working with the same kids I already know and love, strong team focus - I think I'd feel a lot of support, would need to get a car which I've been craving, learn lots about family therapy. Negatives: working more with families (I totally believe that family work is the most beneficial, but I'm scared.... I feel fine, even confident, about doing therapy with a kid, but I'm a little nervous about telling a 35 year old mom from innercity philly about how to parent her child), doing therapy in the home (distractions, jealous siblings, general chaos, seeing the situations some of the kids live in, etc), having to transport art supplies could be a total pain. There would be a lot of challenges, but the prospective of learning from the challenges is kind of exciting.

Since I've never dated a boy for longer than about 3 months I've never gotten to the point of real commitment, but I've always sort of wondered if maybe I'm a commitment-phobe, but just haven't gotten a chance to find out. This job search, decision-making stuff makes me think that I probably am. While I'm hating being so unsettled, it's almost better that being settled and feeling stuck.......

shoot.