The Not-So Beginning

It probably would have made more sense to start doing this 3 months ago when I actually moved into my first apartment. Or a year ago when I graduated from college. Half-way through my first rotation at work and on a Saturday night when I should be studying for an accounting exam I have next week is not the most likely date to start a blog. But given my propensity for procrastination, maybe it makes more sense than I think.

In addition to my hatred for deferred tax liability, my current state of disconnect from the outside world makes me want to create a space where I can keep a record that, yes, I do exist. And, perhaps it will encourage me to do more than spend 11 hours a day in a cubicle maze staring cross-eyed at excel spreadsheets: do things like actually return emails and phone calls (I've become lazy at attempting social interaction). Or other more adventurous things that would entice people to actually read my long-winded and meandering thoughts.

I want this blog to be about me dealing the adventures life throws at me, both the mundane and exciting. About the everyday things that drive me crazy, the exciting things that scare me, and any moment in between. I have no idea if anyone will read this. I don't know that I care. (That's a lie.) But at least it's out there in the World Wide Web netherworld.

To begin mid-event so to speak takes a bit of back history. So here's a synopsis to catch you up to speed:

1. In January I started work for major corporation (I'm not sure if I'm legally allowed to talk about them online...that's how big they are) in a rotational finance program. It consists of four 6-month rotations. I'm currently living in Kettering, OH, a place I didn't know existed until about four months ago when I got my assignment. To clarify, I'm FROM Ohio and still had never heard of it. There's not much to do here and my office looks like it could be a 3M convention, Midwest Middle-age Moms. To compare, I'm a single 23 year old "recent" college grad: I'll let you make your own conclusions about my (non-existent) social life.

2. A couple of weeks into work they rolled out a Biggest Loser competition, which ended up being the linchpin of my current existence. Without it, I don't know if I would have had the motivation to start eating as healthy and working out as much as I am. It's basically the only thing I do besides work and watch TV (I've already established how little I study). To date I've lost about 11 pounds...if my scale doesn't decide to hate me tomorrow...and am pseudo-training for a half-marathon. I know what you're probably thinking: what is "pseudo-training"? Basically it means that I've printed off a 12 week training schedule and sometimes stick to it and sometimes don't. And maybe I'll build-up the endurance to run 13 freaking miles by July 17, and then again maybe I won't. I'm not holding myself to it because I don't want to get depressed if I'm physically not there yet. Anything will be better than where I started, so why set myself for feeling like a failure? I plan on running the half, but at the same time it's a flexible goal.

I think that's enough back ground. I'm anticipating future posts will be related to one of those two things or family. But since my family is probably going to be the only ones reading this (gotta love family support!) I don't think those details are necessary.

I had lots of people tell me that they enjoyed the posts I did about my trip to Ghana, so hopefully the word skill I displayed then will reestablish itself and make Ms. Cruthers, my 12th grade English teacher, proud...otherwise this might be an epic failure. So stay tuned and you may learn some interesting things about me, my life, and how I'm surviving it one day at a time.