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Always playing catch-up!

Well its 2016. And I have not blogged ANYTHING! Oops. It's been a challenging last 1.5 years to say the least.
2015 wasn't my year and so far 2016 hasn't been much better. Mostly personal. Work is my escape go to. I actually don't mind being at work. Not that I love my job, but I don't mind being there. (sometimes) Because work isn't as bad as my personal life.
Life is juggling everything and keeping everything and everyone at a balance. And when one part is off balance, something somewhere else is always better. So my personal life is down, so that makes my work life, more enjoyable than my personal life. Like a see-saw. Personal life down, work life up. And then there's everything else in-between. Family and friends and my Social life are all in-between everything else. Making sure I stay in touch with my family. Making sure I hang out with and be a good friend to small amount of friends I have. Maintaining.

My work life is going fine. I'm mostly just maintaining what I'm doing. Sept 17 2016 will mark 4 years for me at my current job. That's the longest I've made it any job. I worked at Kohl's for around 3 years. That's my 2nd longest job I've kept.
I enjoy my job and what I do. I do my job and I do it well. My job is never the same. There's always a challenge, and its different every week. It helps that I'm not doing the same thing over and over. My job position that I'm currently in, isn't something I originally wanted to be in. But I excelled at it, and have done a good job. Don't get me wrong, there are days when I want to pull all my hair and scream at the top of my lungs. That's when I go eat something or go shopping for things I don't need.

All relationship are difficult. Family, Friends, marriage. And so far, I have realized that I am not good at any of them. My family puts up with me  because they are my family and they don't have a choice. Friends, you can pick and choose who you want your friends to be. Who you want to see the most or who you'd rather not see as much. Marriage is a little of both worlds. You make someone your friend you enjoy the most and they are your family. Marry your best Friend (they said). But I don't always get along with my best friends. I don't always get along with my Husband, I don't always get along with my family.

With that being said, life is not easy. Life is not a box of chocolates. Friends come and go, some stick around longer than others, family will always be your family and marriage is freakin' hard.

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