Megan's Obnoxious Journal

Anyone who knows me well, knows I'ma journal writer. Well, anyone whose known me for longer than four or five years. I mean, I'd take it on sleepovers. In high school I rarely missed a day. When I met Trevor, I wrote in it obsessivly, to help me sort out my feelings and what was going on. If I want to remember ANYTHING from that crazy 9-month adventure, its all there in ink. And I'm actually quite grateful for it. Sometimes I read it when I feel romance-starved and want to remember fondly the days when we couldn't lay by each other without puting our immortal souls in peril. But then I got engaged. And I was happy. And there was nothing to complain about and nothing to write about and I started to slow it down. Then I got MARRIED. And that's when I really stopped writing. What is there to say, really? "Yup, I'm still happy!" And I'm very lucky that this is how my marriage has been. I write about once a month, usually when I'm stressed out. Which means that my journal seems a little negative. Same thing happened on my mission. I had two journals--my Jeykll & Hyde journals. I wrote all my letters home on journal paper, which my parents kept in a book for me. An EXCELLENT idea, by the way. This is where all the good stuff was, since I didn't want to worry my parents. Then all the crap went into my mission journal--all the frustrations I didn't want them to know and worry about. So now it seems like all I have is a Hyde journal.

Anyway, I guess a blog is like a journal, too. And I haven't been writing in it because I don't want to my my Hyde journal on the internet for all to see, and it's been a pretty stressful few weeks. Trevor got laid off this morning, and though we knew it was coming, it is still quite a blow. Especially in this economy. I've been really busy at work with the ballroom team, and doing the Soap Unit at school which is a HUGE but fun project, and then of course I'm really pregnant. I got the swollen feet this week, so that's a fun little milestone. All in all it's been a very fun month for me and a terrible one for Trevor. It has made me SO grateful for my job. Teachers, I have learned, are natural complainers and you could never pay them enough to make them shut up about how badly paid they are. But there are a lot of perk, too. In this economy, I'm grateful to have such a solid job that is so stable. I'm grateful for good hours, for my holidays off (like today) and for the people I work with. As Trevor pointed out, I get to have FUN at work. Who gets that? No one is watching me or breathing down my neck or asking me to produce more. I'm good at what I do and I love it. I have much to be grateful for. Now if only we can get the same for Trevor!

Anyway, thanks for reading this if you are. I figure all the people who read it already know about what's going on in my life, but I thought I'd update nonetheless. After all, it's a journal entry! And I TRIED to make it a little more Jeykll than Hyde, but not sure if I succeeded...