…my “triumphant” return to this blog.
Life’s been crazy for the past few months – between making friends, losing friends, a milestone birthday, and a major life shift, I just haven’t had the time to write – and when I have, it’s been one of the last things on my mind. So, without further adieu and in no particular order…
The major life shift… after working for the same company for approximately 6 years, I’ve moved on to greener pastures. I’ve gone from working for a major homegoods retailer based near home to a major woman’s wear retailer based in New York City. The job is somewhat similar, but it’s a completely different world – the pace is MUCH faster, so I’m doing my best to keep up with them. I’m sure in time it’ll come to me, but it’s a bit of a struggle at the moment. You have to get used to their way of doing things, and when it deals with keyboard shortcuts that you’ve never used up until now… well, let’s just say that it’s a little frustrating when you’re not used to it. It’s a change I feel I needed to make, though – staying at the other company wasn’t doing me any favors. I had made one or two requests of the other company and nothing ever came of it, which was all the impetus I needed. So now I’m somewhere else, different environment, different people, and I feel like I’m fitting in, which helps. We’ll see what this chapter of my life has in store.
I’ve taken a bit of a break from brewing for the time being, except for a very sporadic batch here and there. The reasons aren’t important – and by not important, I mean I don’t want to talk about them
– but rest assured that when I do get back into it, I’m getting back into it with a passion. I’m going to make the jump, once and for all, to all grain brewing – one that I wish I had made a while ago, but for a number of reasons, it just hasn’t happened yet. I’m at the closest to doing it that I’ve been yet, and with a gift certificate to Northern Brewer from my sister, I can pick up the other few odds and ends I may need.
So, onto the most interesting (to me) part of all this. I turned 30 about a month ago, and off and on, I’ve been re-evaluating various aspects of my life. One of the most interesting things is that I’ve recently gotten back in touch with two friends of mine from growing up – and it’s kind of… incredible how much of an effect that can have on you. One has since moved down to Florida, but I still have these memories of being 12 or so and going on these long walks with her around our neighborhood after dinner during the summer where we’d just talk for hours. We ended up growing apart in middle school and the beginning of high school (when she moved), but it’s like we just picked right back up from where we left things. So eventually, once I can do it, I’d like to go down and see her – we haven’t seen each other in almost 20 years, and I’m not that skinny little rail that I used to be growing up… but with all the conversations we have on the phone now, and all the laughs, and all the jokes… it would be great to see her again, even if just for a long weekend or something.
The other has also moved out of the area, but she’s a lot closer – we’re actually going to brunch together up near her on Sunday. We’ve both gone through some rough patches recently, and we’ve been able to turn to each other for that extra little bit of support. To know there’s someone in your corner who has your back no matter what, and who is at worst a text message away, is a great feeling – and I’m lucky enough to be able to say I have a few people in my life like that. I’m definitely looking forward to Sunday, though – the last time we hung out, we went out for dinner and closed down the upper floor of the restaurant. We don’t get to see each other nearly enough…
It did get me to thinking, though. Out of almost nowhere, these people have come back into my life. And I’ve welcomed them back with open arms, because the way I see things, each person is in our life for a different reason. Maybe to teach us a lesson, or serve as a conduit for us to meet someone else, or… well, any number of things, really. But between the two of them coming back into my life, another dear friend of mine from growing up re-entering my life last year by way of a shared interest (I’m actually volunteering with her at a beer show on Saturday), and everyone who’s already in my life… with all the changes recently, with all the stress I don’t write about on here, it’s not surprising I’m as grounded as I am.
I’ve always said this, but no matter how many times I do so, it still bears repeating – I’m lucky to have the people I do in my life. I try to take care of them when and where I can, and hopefully I do a good job of it – if you prove to me that you’re worthy of my friendship (which is pretty easy to do, but even at that, people have succeeded in fucking it up in pretty impressive ways), then I’ll do everything I can to be the best friend I can be to you. If you can think of people in your life like that, those who would give you the shirt off their backs, then my one piece of advice is to try to be that same kind of friend to them. You never know when someone’s having a bad day and can use that pat on the shoulder, or the snide comment to make them laugh, or even just saying hi to them. A friend once greeted me when I walked into a bar and it turned my whole day around.
Just keep your eyes open – you never know what you’ll see.