Decisions made in the grocery store.

If I am ever homeless, I am going to live off of Ramen noodles.

20 cents for dinner? Yes please. 


And then I'll somehow steal money from someone to account for that fruit smiles addiction that I have. Life would just be too sad without those.

Mark my words.

Unleashing

I don't exactly like to talk about how I feel about this issue, but since close to no one reads this anyway I figure it's not that big of a deal.

I don't like to talk about it because I don't ever to want to seem desperate. And I'm not desperate, because if I were I could be with one of the handful of men I've had flings with over the past months. But I'm not.

Instead, I do my own thing every day. I go to work and fill my mind with thoughts about the girls I work with and hang out with a few kids on the side when there's time.

Yeah yeah, I know what everyone wants to say - "but the single years are fun and you're so young still! Live it up." And I do agree, but today is one of those days that I just want more. Call me crazy for that one.

Someday I will get to fall in love like this.

Right now I'm hoping sooner rather than later. 

Wishing a....

Happy Mother's Day to my beautiful Momma!

But seriously, how cute is she? Even in the hardest moments she shines. She is one of my greatest inspirations and when hard things come my way I know I can do them because of her.

Love you Momma. Thanks for being the best mom a girl could ever ask for. Wish I could be with you to celebrate! Keep on shining. 

Pushing it to the limit - make that PAST the limit...

Last week I managed to do something I thought I would NEVER do in my entire life.




I'm not kidding. 


I really mean NEVER.


And turns out it's something my family will potentially be able to make fun of me over for the rest of my life. Like I needed to add something to that list. Cause that's already a mile long.




Wanna know what I did? Has to do with this lovely thing:

Any guesses?

HINT: It's what happens when you decide to see how long you can make it with your gas light on. Maybe what happens when you see that light for, say, two or three days before thinking about doing anything about it......

And in that moment you finally decide you've been cutting it pretty close and you're on your way to a gas station....... IT HAPPENS. 

Pretty sure you've all gotta be with me now.

THE SAD TRUTH: I ran out of gas. 

It was a strange feeling having my nice new little car putter to a stop while I was still pushing on the gas, ha. Thankfully though, it happened late at night with few cars around and right by my apartment. And since I live in Provo, 6 men magically appeared to help me push my car to the side of the road and then 1 of them took me to the gas station so I could buy a canister and helped me fill it up with gas and then brought me back to my car to put the gas in it. 

I am forced to face the bitter truth yet again............

Cars and I were never meant to get along. 

Workaholic?

One could say I've maybe turned into a workaholic. Oh the slight jealousy I have of my staff who leave work and really LEAVE work. Because you see, I leave work and still deal with work related stuff almost constantly - whether it's paperwork, meetings, appointments with the girls, interviews to find the 3 or 4 more staff that I DESPERATELY need right now, or the tons of phone calls/texts from both staff and the individuals. I am willing to do it all because I want to succeed in this position and also want to really make a difference. And it's all worth it when my youngest individual says to me "Megan, can you PLEASE go home now because I cannot go to sleep while you're still here" - to be interpreted as she likes hanging out with me too much to sleep while I'm around haha. Not to worry though, the next day she's saying "forget you" to me - hence, the point of me having this job at all. But boy does it all take a lot of mental effort! Sometimes I feel I should be paid around the clock, but that's too good to be true.

ANYWAY, I've had the intention of writing all these great blog posts about things that have happened over the last couple months, which clearly hasn't happen. Instead of overwhelm myself, I'm just going to take a few blog posts to briefly touch on the things that have gone down in the last few months in the rare moments I'm not being a manager. ;)

Here goes February (when my life was way more relaxed before I even became a manager):

February 8 - 14
My momma came to Utah for a visit! Sadly she came for a loved one's funeral which I went to with her and cried a little too much even though I didn't know the person (why am I so sensitive?). We also did lots of fun things though like went shopping, went out to eat, cooked for dinner group, played card games, and just spent time together! Loved it. Thanks for coming Mom!

February 17 - 18
Took what was supposed to be a weekend trip to St. George with my roommate Heather and a couple other friends that ended up only lasting less than 24 hours because of an incoming storm that chose bad timing. Don't worry though, in that amount of time we still managed to:
--eat pizza and visit with Alli's cute Grandma and Aunt
--tour her Grandma's AMAZING mansion that I am insanely jealous of
-- take some crazy photos in the hotel room we stayed in for free (thank you Alli's Grandma)
--play card games/rockband/hot tub with a few too many fresh RMs (the cursed age)
--nearly lose our lives in what could have been a head on collision with a barrier going 60 mph
--share stories about loved ones passed on and cry together
--eat a hotel breakfast
--visit the St. George Temple
...all because we only got three hours of sleep during the time we were there. At least we lived it up, right?

 

February 20 - 24
I attended my Basic Mediation Training to become court qualified as a Mediator! This marks the time that my life accelerated to 60 mph because on the first day of training I actually accepted my House Manager position and started training for that that week as well. It was a loooong week, but I am so glad I did it! My brain was exploding from awesome information everyday and I learned tons of great new mediation skills. Loved every minute of it and can't wait to be a Mediator in the next couple of years.

Stay tuned for a March update!

Just ain't cuttin it - or should I say unlocking it?

Today was one of those days. I'm sure you've all had them - where something happens that makes you want to cut your head off (if the person upset doesn't cut your head off first) and THEN something else happens to add to the crappiness. Like icing on a crappy cake.

You with me?

Lets hope so cause I'm continuing.

So I'm doing what I do everyday, just being a manager, (which by the way could also be defined as an on call mother - that's my new job in case you are unaware. Same company, now I just run the show instead of being a little peon) and then one of my little peons (bless her heart) tells me that she lost the keys to the med closet.

Wait, WHAT? Say that again?

Yeah, she lost the keys to the med closet. That's when the words rang clear in my head from my manager training: "dealing with meds is probably the most important part of your job" - hmm. And now I can't get to them. Awesome. The health and prosperity of my troubled teens depends on these meds. Again, awesome.

I choose not to get upset with my staff because in reality that would only make the situation worse and we just start to look for them. Can't find them in the girls' house. Not in the staff's backpack or pockets. Not anywhere to be seen. I leave work and go to search my staff's apartment for them. Then said staff starts to think she maybe locked them IN the med closet. Perfect. So I realize at this point in time, after looking in her apartment and having no luck, it's time to get my boss involved. Great.

This is where the story gets better.

I dial. No answer. Just as I'm typing a brief text message, my phone dies. I drive home and think "no big deal, I'll just charge my phone" - I look through my purse and can't find my charger and start to think "what the ($)*%#$" ---- and then it hits me. I left my charger in Idaho this past weekend on a weekend trip (to be blogged about later). Yep, in good old Burley. It's super helpful to me there, three hours away. Just a hop, skip, and a jump right!

At that point, I realize I'm basically dead to the world (such an opportune moment) and so I go see if my FHE dad can be of any help. Thank heavens, I was in luck and he had a device that I could use to charge it. I really wanted to go to FHE so I was happy to know I was still able to (although I don't know why I cared so much, my mind was entirely somewhere else the whole time and I was just sending work texts as my phone charged) - basically my boss told me the girls have to get their meds so I had to do whatever it takes to get into that dang closet. Luckily my staff got her home teachers (of course) to go work their magic and somehow pick the lock along with probably some other crazy shenanigans and they finish just as I drag my roommate and her boyfriend over to help. Haha, whoops. My bad. At least they were willing.... :D

Welp, after alllllll that, the girls got their meds - but the keys weren't locked in the closet after all and they are still missing. So the story isn't totally happy yet. :/ Let's just hope my boss doesn't have to cut my head off tomorrow and they turn up......

This pretty much sums up my emotions for the last 5 hours:

And maybe a little bit of this... just a little...

Cross your fingers for me? Help a sister out? Thanks.

Until next time.

Rockin the red

I did it.

I conquered.

I went for the red lipstick.

For some people, this might be easy.

For me, its...

So bold.

So daring.

But life's more fun when you experiment with the uncharted, right?

That's what I keep telling myself.