A New Year

So far, 2011 is equally as busy and obnoxious as 2010. Lots of things have changed, which may seem small to me, but collectively, they add up. I'm single again for the first time in, well, a long time, and I've forgotten what it's like to not have a fall back for attention. I have a new room mate, who is also one my best friends and my current room mate's boyfriend. We make quite an interesting little family, which apparently needs two refrigerators. This semester, I will be finishing my Fashion Marketing program, which leaves me with about a semester of school left to finish up my second program. That's kind of scary, because that leaves nothing but to start up my itty bitty company. It's a huge endeavor, but amazingly, I have a ton of support. Another new occurrence, my mom is proud of me and backing me 100% in my idea/dream. For Christmas, I got the best gift ever: 100 personalized fabric tags with my company name and logo on them. This is it folks. It's real.
As for 2011, I'm determined it will get better. Every little downfall I've been hitting, I'll find a way out of it. Just this week, my boss told me my job is going to change, drastically. So much so, in fact, I'm going to have no option but to find another job. I almost cried when he told me this. I haven't even been at Savers for a year, and I like it there, for the most part. I love what I do, and how many more second-hand stores are there left in Madison for me to work at? But like I said, there's always a way out of these little pits I keep falling into. The Boston Store is looking for an Assistant Visual Merchandiser. WOAH! That's what I want to do if my company isn't as successful as I dream it will be. Say what? The Visual Merchandiser is a teacher I had who LOVED me? And she says she's put in a good word for me? Sounds good right? Not quite. It's only 20 hours a week. I'm already poor as it is, without spending 10 more hours of my week not getting paid. To sum this all up, I can take this Visual Merchandising job now, working a few hours a week at Savers to pay the rest of my bills, and keep my killer discount.
This blog has been totally out of character for me, but I just needed to get this out there. My life is changing must faster than I expected. Soon, I'll have my college education under my belt and free time to follow my dreams. I can focus on what I want, not what accommodates everyone else. It's just within my grasp, and it's damn scary, my friends. Growing up is pretty damn scary.