conquer

this is the time of year when everything thing is itchy. every inch of me is aching with dry skin and it's to the point that i haven't even been bothering to fight it, because it's futile. even after moisturizing my legs they're still itchy itchy itchy. oh how i miss the hot humid days of summer. although, i have to admit, winter is rarely as bad as i expect it to be. true, we're only at the beginning on january but the temperature hasn't really dipped beneath -20 (without the windchill factor, and some find the windchill factor inaccurate). at first it's terrible, but once i adjust, it's generally not so bad. at lunch time i strap on my snow pants and wear many layers to shield myself from the elements, which means i'm fully covered for my usual jaunt around our defunct train factory. it makes for a more bulky walk, but it's a walk nonetheless. don't get me wrong, i would much prefer walking in flip-flops and a summer dress, when the sun beats down from the sky and a warm breeze blows my hair about. BUT i'm adaptable.

yesterday when i drove home from work i passed 2 beautiful deer on the side of the road, they were just hanging out. i think they'd just ran across the street. i'm glad they didn't dash out in front of me, because up until then i wasn't really paying attention to what i was doing (ie driving). it's weird that the word deer is both purl and singular.

i'm really enjoying my job - for probably the first time. there have been times when i've liked my job, and times i've hated my job. the interesting thing about that is there's one consistent element that affects my love or hate. basically the times i've loved my job is when i've been able to work independently, the times i've disliked my job is when my independence has been taken away from me. don't get me wrong, i'm good at working in a team, but i prefer being alone. now that i have a new boss, and specially a new transatlantic boss, i have the freedom to work independently all the time. it's fantastic. yes, i'm certain that i'm an introvert. there's all sorts of different introverts, some are more insular than others. i'm an extroverted introvert, or an outgoing introvert. i like people very much, but also really like being alone. that's probably why i like writing. sometimes it's hard to determine an introvert from an extrovert, because extroverts come in different shapes and sizes as well. i've known some extroverts to be socially awkward, or shy, or to play second fiddle. i'm probably more friendly than a lot of extroverts, but that's a learned skill. anyways, this new work situation is suiting me perfectly.

i'm a fortunate girl in every way.