On digging yourself out of a hole.

It's easy to think of all the things I don't like about my life.

Being unemployed, applying to countless jobs without a response, going to horrifying interviews, still living at home, having no friends, a blog that has taken a backseat, family drama, etc.

However, I had an epiphany the other day.

 

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 Maybe if I change my attitude, then things will get better.

And even if they don't actually get better, I will at least feel better.

It is so hard being down all the time, 

why not fake being up and see if that actually leads to becoming happier.

Nobody wants to be around a negative person, so I think changing my attitude will change other people's attitude towards me and that in turn will breed more happiness.

At least this is my theory.

I want to be happy, so I need to start looking for the good in everything again.

Change my attitude, my outlook, my interactions, and my thoughts into positive ones.

"Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency rather than absorbing the frequencies around you, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence."

Barbara Marciniak

P.S.

I changed the name of my blog from Simply Call Me Sylvia to ii follow rivers.

I'm going to make buttons soon!

And I'll probably be making a few format changes as well.

I think this is going to be a new start... I hope!

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Oi vey.

What has come of my poor little blog.

I can't even remember the last time I blogged.

It must be the fact that I have been in a funk.

The good news was that last week I had a job interview.

It was in San Francisco.

Quick story about my time in San Fran:

I got to my interview a bit early, so I decided to kill time at the Starbucks across the street.

Not one but TWO Michael Jackson impersonators started talking to me.

Please note that I was completely minding my own business and didnt even realize they were there until they started to talk to me!

It was awkward to say the least.

I mean how do you tell a Michael Jackson impersonator that you do not want ti give him your phone number?

I also posted that question on FB.  My friend said, "Beat It". I died of laughter and wished I had been that witty!

I also have a problem with random strangers talking to me.

Like the time a LA Fitness representative started talking to me at Wal-Mart about his time at a nudest beach in Europe.  I'm not even making this up!

I spent nearly a week and a half up in NorCal.

That's Northern California if you didn't know.

I spend most of the time with my aunt and cousins.

We hiked in Yosemite, saw Iron Man 3, went bowling, and ate A LOT.

I also visited with my grandma which is always the best.

Then I went to the Bottle Rock Napa Festival.

It was ah-mazing.

3 days of music!  Including: The Black Keys, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Iron & Wine, Kings of Leon, Rogue Wave, Grouplove, Train, Cake, Rodrigo y Gabriella.

So good. So dusty. So sunburned.

My tanlines/burnlines make it look like I'm still wearing sandals.

It was great to get away. But now I am trying to think of what to do next.

I guess getting back on the job hunting horse is the only option. Sigh.

The Best Place in the Whole Wide World.

You guys probably already know this,

but I have the best MeeMaw in the whole world!

She's literally the most amazing person.

I want to be her when I grow up.

I went to visit her this weekend,
it's about a 4 hour drive from where I live.

and her farm is the most amazing place you will ever go to.

She is such a freaking bad-ass, like, I can't even.

She is 78 years old, and runs a farm.

She has a horse, sheep, 2 dogs, and like 100 cats.

No, she's not a crazy cat lady...she needs them to keep to gofers away.

She also used to have lots of chickens, but the coyotes kept eating them.
She'd let me collect the eggs, and wouldn't get mad when I would accidentally drop them!

These are her sheep.  One of them just had a baby on Easter. I think you can see it in the photo.

I have some photos of her farm around here somewhere!

I guess that will have to be another post!

Ok, well now what?

I was going to do another "oh dear, it's Monday again" gif set.

But, for me...it's not really a normal Monday.

I got laid off from my job on Friday.

So, I guess it's back to life like this post on my previous interviews.

Oh, I sure hope not!

I actually feel like the world is at my fingertips!

I can start over in a sense.

Do I want to go back to school and get a teaching credential?

Do I want to move?

Well, I for sure want to move.

The question is where? or even, when?

What do you guys do for a living?

Because, you know, I'm kind of looking for some ideas.

Single Shaming.

I think I've mentioned on here before that I am 100% single.

I like being single (most days).

I've always said that if I'm married at 30-32 I'll be happy.

But, what I want to write about today is single shaming.

Oh. my. lord. I can't tell you how often this happens to me.

Random co-worker (only 3 days I started my new job):

"Oh, so now that you have this job are you going to find someone and get married and have kids?"

Umm, what?  That's kind of a personal question, and I hardly know you.

And if you did know me then you would know that kids are DEFINITELY no where in my thought process.

Other co-workers:

"So, do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, I don't."

"Oh, well how old are you?"

"26"

"Oh...umm...well you still have time."

Hell yea I still have time.  This isn't the 1800's, and I am not an old maid just yet!

That last statement is usually followed up by what I call "The Look".

Which is basically a sympathetic yet quizzical look that asks, 

"What the hell is wrong with you that you aren't married yet?"

Random restaurant guy:

I was feeling really sick so I went to my favorite pho restaurant for some soup.

"Just for one?'

"Yea"

"oh {insert The Look here}, well I will eat dinner with you."

Geez.  Do I have to share every meal with a significant other?

If I waited for a guy to do anything in my life, nothing would get done

...and apparently I would be really hungry.

Boy: "Little Numbers"

I don't wanna.

Ugh. Monday. 

I have been dreading today all weekend.

 Enjoy these gifs. 

I hope they make the day better.