Change isn't happening as fast as I hoped...

...but that doesn't mean it isn't coming. During my vacation this month I traveled to Indiana and interviewed for a Library Director's job. I liked the library, I liked the staff, I even liked the area and I think they liked me but I still didn't get the job. I knew going into the interview that according to policy and circumstances I wouldn't be able to leave my current position until the end of July beginning of August and they needed someone ASAP. I think that was the main problem (but I guess it could be they didn't like the way I part my hair). For not being part of the job searching market it was actually a nice chance to get my feet wet and brush up on my interviewing skills. I kept telling myself that it didn't matter whether I got the job or not since I am currently employed and I'm just looking for an advancement in my career but let me tell you it didn't matter.
When I got the email saying they selected someone else I still cried a little and felt depressed. I took off for a day at the beach the very next day, and there is definitely some healing quality to watching and listening to water as it rolls onto the sand. (If I hadn't been so depressed maybe I would have done a better job with my sunscreen application and not burned so badly) Having my hopes crushed Being disappointed has never been easy for me so of course this littler foray of emotional plummeting resulted in not losing weight over the last 2 weeks after an initial drop of 6 pounds. I've got to find my mo-jo again and start being excited about the opportunities of life whether they are here in Lakeview or some other little town in the great USA.

Here are some pics from my lovely day at the beach in Ludington, MI

 Sand so clean it squeaked

 The Badgar

Following the Leader Statues

Change is in the air...

...and it's looking stormy. Life is going crazy lately as I'm having a midlife crisis at 40. I've started a new weight-loss regime, using Visalus Body by V, and I'm sending out resumes to pie in the sky job opportunities. The weight-loss has been a life long struggle and this is one more chapter in my efforts to not die before I'm 50. The job search is a half hearted attempt to prove to myself that I don't have to stay in a bad work environment out of fear of change.

Some changes I love, especially those that I initiate myself out of creative inspiration, other times change can bring our my anxiety disorder. Is there an easy way to accept or embrace change no matter what it is? Is it healthy to never question change? Are there things that should never change? (The Bible is of course exempt from change because the message never changes although delivery methods do)

I recently read an article about icons that use images that are archaic and unrecognizable by the newest generation. How much longer will it be before the connection between the 'save' icon and the the floppy disc are totally obsolete? Why does the phone icon look like the old rotary phone receiver when most cell phone users never used a rotary phone? How many Instagram users have used an actual Polaroid camera? What does a clipboard have to do with pasting data? Why does the microphone icon use an old fashion radio style mic? As you can see there are times for change but at the same time there is something to be said for nostalgia and vintage renewal.

So change for change sake may not always be the best choice but being afraid of change can also cause you to miss out on something exciting.

 

Picture for Picture Sake

Recent change at TDL, mural painted by Jeanne Merriman

It's been a long time...

...but that's what happens when life becomes routine. There is nothing to write about so I'll just share this instead.

 

My niece's fashion sense has infiltrated the college spring break crowd!

A social addict...

...who doesn't like social events. Now there's a dilemma for you. How can I be a social addict if I don't like being around people? It's this wonderful thing called technology! I may not use my iPhone to call people but I use it several times a day to check up on facebook statuses, see what's happening on Instagram, and browse through the latest pins to Pinterest.
The sad part is that it's not just about keeping in touch with other people and staying connected. I get some weird validation when my posts, pictures and pins are liked, commented on and repinned. It gives me a sense of accomplishment to know that I said, saw or saved something that people responded to. Does this make me egotistical? The strange thing is if someone were to complement me or respond in person to something I said or did I'm more likely to brush it off or be embarrassed by the attention but if it's in the virtual world I get thrilled.
So if you really want to make my day leave a comment on my blog or share my pin.