“And I thank you…”

Well hello there!

I know, I know, it’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I was just too busy and kept missing the blogging deadlines. :) But one of the reasons I’ve been so busy is something that I’m super thankful for, so I wanted to make sure that I got my blogging done on time this week since that’s what we’re sharing this week!

If you’ve been reading my blog for any part of the past seven years you’ll know that I had a pretty rough job in social work. My job required me to be on call 24 hours a day, 7 days a week, year round to my clients. I used my personal cell phone, personal car, and was expected to be ready and available at all times in case a client had an emergency. Although I learned a lot from the job, it was all kinds of awful. The job itself was set up to benefit the clients with the least bit of support for the workers. We were often put into dangerous situations with little to no backup, asked to perform miracles without the appropriate training, and put our own needs and the needs of our families on hold for clients.

But guess what?

I got a new job!!

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As I’m writing this, I’m in my third week at a new job that is frankly a whole new world.



Before, I was working for a religious non-profit. For the most part, the religious stuff didn’t get in the way, but there were certainly some things that I wasn’t “allowed” to do because of the agency’s beliefs. And well, it was never real comfortable working for a religious agency who at any time could legally fire me based on my sexual preferences. Now, I work for a school district so there isn’t any religious stuff hanging over my head.  It’s still legal to fire me for sexual preferences but I worry about it a little less now.

Before, I was on call 24/7, now I work 8:30 – 4:30 most days, don’t work weekends, don’t work holidays, and am not expected to answer my phone in non-traditional hours. Before, the focus was always on Utilization (aka how many families we could serve each month and keep our numbers up), now the focus is quality of service. Numbers are still important here, but so are the workers.

At my old job, eight case workers shared four desks, had no storage place in the office for things, and our office was the size of a medium bathroom. Here, I have my own desk, my own bookshelf, my own filing cabinet, and four workers share an old elementary school classroom. (We even have the little in-room bathroom, but we don’t use it. LOL)

I’ve had so much training in the past few weeks, that I feel like I’m back in college again (which I love… I loooove training and learning new things). I’m also learning how much my old job just didn’t do. This job will pay $100 a year for professional memberships and contribute $400 per year to education outside of required training. This job has something called Reflective Supervision which is an opportunity for us to talk about the job with a licensed counselor once a month. In my old job, when I was pretty sure I was suffering from Secondary Traumatic Stress and Compassion Fatigue I was told to “take a long weekend to refresh.” If we talked about professional development in my old job, it was pretty much up to us to figure out how we’d get that training and if it didn’t have to do specifically with the job or wasn’t already offered by the State, there was no chance the agency was going to put any money into it. Now, I’m learning about Infant Mental Health which is fascinating, and about how I could get an endorsement in it too!

I honestly can’t explain how different this job is and how much stress has been lifted from my shoulders. Granted, I don’t have any clients yet and won’t for a while because I can’t get into my first big training until January, but just the environment alone is amazingly different. I already feel like I’m part of the team, I feel valued, and I feel like I’m in the right place. Oh and well there’s the pay… The money I was making while being expected to basically have my job be my main focus in life was ridiculous. I’m getting paid so much more a year to still help families, still do home visiting, but not be on call, not work nights, weekends, and holidays, and have actual structure and guidance to what I’m doing. The mileage reimbursement over the past seven years ranged from 28 cents per mile to 41 cents per mile depending on gas prices. Here, we go by the federal rate which is currently 57 cents per mile.

I’m still getting used to things, obviously. My body hasn’t had to work a normal work schedule in a long time, and it’s fighting me for sure. My tendonitis is like “Let’s flare up every single tendon right now! That’ll be awesome! Woo!”

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I’m learning to walk away from my phone when I’m not working. I literally used to have to take my phone with me throughout the house at all times because I had a certain amount of time in which to respond to clients. If I were at a movie, I had to put my screen on super dark and turn off the sound so that if I got a call or text I could still check it without disturbing anyone. Last Thursday I went to see the last Hunger Games movie and put my phone on Airplane Mode. It was amazing! Oh and there’s this super cool thing called Google Voice! OMG… I now have a separate phone number that I can give to clients that will ring on my cell phone. 

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So yeah, I’m pretty damn thankful right now. J Thankful for this job, and this new opportunity to do what I love to do (help children and families) without it totally sucking my soul away day by day. I’m thankful for the friends and family members who didn’t give up on me like so, so, so many others did. Those who didn’t assume that because I had one awful job in social work that I just needed to quit social work all together. Those who didn’t condemn me when I was totally burnt out and wasn’t able to just “put on a happy face” and think my way into happiness.

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Thankful for the opportunity to get back to what I feel the real me is. I wasn’t myself when I was in my other job. I knew it, and hated it, but there was also really not much I could do about it. A lot of people didn’t, and still don’t, understand how a job could reach in and take over my life. I got a lot of “if you hate it so much, just leave” comments. I don’t know about you, but I have bills to pay. I also didn’t necessarily want to just give up on my field of study, although I was very close to doing so. But now, I don’t have to. :)

I’m sure that once I get into the actual job and have a bunch of families to see every week I’ll be overwhelmed and it’ll take some getting used to. But I’m so thankful to be in a new environment! Plus my age group with this job is 0 – 5 but most of our clients are 0 – 3. Babies!!

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So yeah, lots to be thankful for this Turkey Day in addition to all of the regular stuff like my awesome family, friends, and blog readers!

Have a wonderful holiday, if you celebrate, and if you don’t celebrate, just have a great day!! :)


 Don’t forget to check out what the other girls are thankful for this year. :)

Bronwyn | Kris | Jess | Jessica | Leigh | Paige | Gwen

Flash Fiction – Old Barn (Jensen 9-12)

You’re getting a bunch of chapters today because in order to post the chapter for today’s photo there are several others you have to read first. :) So get cozy, you’ll be reading a little more than usual today. Enjoy!

Oh and this beautiful man is who plays Miklos in my head. 😍😍image

Previous chapters  1  2  3  4  5  6  7 8

9 – Pie
“I’m so utterly useless in love…” I sighed to my mother as I sat on her couch. Krypto was curled up and sleeping in my lap. I’d stolen him from Josh for the day while he was busy at the hospital. Josh and Miklos were both coming over to my mother’s that evening for dinner. My aunts would be there too which was sure to be a hoot. My family had met, and fell in love with Josh, but until then had only heard stories of the famous Miklos.

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Favorite Things: Holidays

I always used to say that Halloween was my favorite holiday. I still love it, but I also kind of hate it because of all the bat crap that’s around. I can handle a Batman logo and some really fake looking bats, but you’d be surprised at how many realistic looking and sounding flying bastards things there are in October. I was doing pretty well with my whole anxiety and was getting better at sleeping at night without panic attacks because it’s been over a year since my last incident with the fuckers. I even managed to sleep most of the summer with the windows open (with screens) which was HUGE for me. But now that it’s October there are triggers everywhere and my anxiety is rising with each “cute” flying bastard picture that people post on social media, and the realistic squeaks in Halloween commercials. Such a pain in my ass.

So although I love the costumes and trick or treating, the rest can suck it. LOL

I do, however, love the fall (no, it’s not a holiday but whatever!) Pusheen will demonstrate one of the reasons why…


Pumpkin pie is my favorite, Doddlebutt’s too! So I looooove fall. I do not drink pumpkin flavored coffee. I think it tastes like hot dog water. But actual pumpkin pie, yum!


And another her thing about fall… Thanksgiving! More pie, but also great food, family, giggles, the puking cow… Good times!


Oh and check this out! I finally got to go to Painting with a Twist (where you go drink wine and learn to paint a picture step by step) and brought this fun Halloween painting home… No flying bastards required!  The framed one was the original, other is mine).

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Thats all I have for now. I have a snoring Doodlebutt next to me and sleep is sounding mighty good! 😴

Don’t forget to check out what the other girls have to say about holidays!

Bronwyn | Jessica | Kris | Paige | Gwen 

Flash Fiction – “New”

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Chapter 8 – New

My first vision about Josh that wasn’t about his death showed up about three weeks into our relationship.  The image I’d had in my head when Miklos spoke about his family’s cottage stopped showing up and my visions went back to usual business and only showed up in my sleep.  My mom and aunts had even looked through the family history to see if there was any way that Miklos’ grandma was one of us, but they hadn’t been able to find anything.

Josh and I hadn’t exactly said that we were dating but it was obvious to everyone, and ourselves, that we were.  He came to see me at the coffee shop all the time, and it always made my day.  Evenings were generally spent hanging out with Krypto at Josh’s place as long as he wasn’t working, but there were a few times that they’d come over to my tiny little apartment too.

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Flash Fiction – “Woman in White” (and a bonus chapter!)

Remember how last month I was going to post a new chapter each week so that by the time this prompt was due I would be up to date?  *nods* That never happened.  Mostly because work and life got in the way and I needed to add a chapter so that later chapters would make sense.  But I didn’t get any time to write for fun until Saturday.  So I changed up the plans a little. :p

I added this week’s photo to my new chapter and I’ll be giving you bonus chapters after that.  Then hopefully by next month we’ll be on the right track again. :)

So here’s the next chapter of the still untitled Jensen story. :)

If you missed the previous chapter, click here.

Previous Chapters can be found here: 1  2  3  4  5  6

Chapter 7 – Woman in White

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After our second meeting, Josh and I were suddenly a thing.  We saw or spoke to each other every day and it was all kinds of exciting.  Each time the bell above the door at work chimed I looked up like an expectant puppy hoping that it was him that would be walking in the door.  I went from being someone who could go almost all day without checking her phone, to keeping it in the pocket of my work apron so that if it vibrated with a text from my adorable new guy friend that I could immediately check it.  He had a habit of sending me photos of every heart-shaped thing he came across in the day and would write his interpretation of what the heart meant.  Usually his theories were incredibly goofy and nothing to do with what the universe had to tell us, but it was a fun addition to my days.

Another really great thing that showed up in my life after meeting Josh was his best friend Miklos.  Miklos was a beautiful, tall, pretty, man who looked like he was fresh out of a men’s fashion magazine.  He was one of those guys who you had to take a second and third glance at when you first saw him because he was just that good looking.  He and Josh met in med school and eventually became roommates and besties.  He too worked at the children’s hospital but was a surgeon.

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Wednesday Words: Writer’s Block

Hello my lovelies!

This week the bunch is supposed to be talking about how we deal with writer’s block.  I think this is absolutely hilarious as I have no idea what to write for this post. :) To be totally honest, I don’t really have any specific tricks that I use to combat writer’s block.  I suppose if I were writing full time, it would be more of a big deal but I’m not so… if I can’t write, I can’t write.  It bothers me, but its not life shattering.


As for things that inspire me to write… I would say good movies, and good books.  When I see a movie that blows me away I think of the writing and I’m instantly inspired to write something that’s amazing too, or at least try.  Same thing happens when I read good books.  Or sometimes reading a BAD book inspires me because I’m like, “Yo… I can do so much better than this!”

Sometimes just stepping away from the piece I’m working on helps too.  Writing something else, or doing something totally not related to writing like knitting. :)  Hashing out ideas with awesome writer friends is also pretty cool too. :)

When you’re a newbie and you can pick the brains of published authors, that’s kind of awesome.  So I guess that means I have a few things that I use to combat writer’s block. :)  But that’s all I can think of because I’ve been writing reports and case notes ALLLLLL freaking day and my brain is kinda fried.

Bronwyn | Jessica

“Cause the remedy is experience…”

Hello, my darlings! 

I can’t recall if I blogged last week or not.  LOL I think maybe I did. But either way, greetings and salutations! 

This week’s topic is remedies that work or don’t work when we’re sick. Honestly, I don’t have any remedies that I can think of. Bronwyn is great for pulling some sort of sumthin sumthin out of her bag that’s supposed to help with random symptoms. :) I, on the other hand, generally stick to my prescribed meds and OTC stuff.  Those don’t always work because I still don’t have an actual diagnosis for my chronic pain. I’m about 99% sure I have Fibromyalgia, but getting a diagnosis is tricky. 

So when I’m in more pain than usual, I take Aleeve, rest, ice/heat, and whine about it.  If my allergies flare up and my Zyrtec can’t handle it, I pop a Benedryl. I’ve tried massaging my lymph nodes and doing some weird tapping thing to help them drain, and even pressure points to help with anxiety and insomnia. I would love to try acupuncture if I ever get insurance that’ll cover it. Massage is awesome, but expensive, and I worry that if I do have fibro, one day massage is going to hurt too much. My shoulders and neck are typically on fire and full of knots, sometimes the things that people without chronic illness tell me to try works, but most of the time it doesn’t. Sometimes this leads people to assume that those of us with chronic pain are faking it, aren’t open to help, are drug seeking, or just want to complain but that’s not it at all.  It’s that what might help your occasional shoulder pain won’t touch my 24 hour a day shoulder pain because it’s different. Bronwyn gives one hell of a shoulder rub for when my pain is “normal,” btw. 😍

I suppose I do have one remedy but it’s not exactly for being sick, it’s for hiccups.  When you have them, eat a spoonful of peanut butter. That’s it.  Works every time. :) 

And now, because this post is so lame… Memes about chronic/invisible illnesses. 😃 



Bronwyn | Jess | Kris | Leigh | Jessica | Paige | Gwen  

P.S. I know I owe you guys some more chapters of my Jensen fic. But I need to add a chapter before I can do that and I haven’t had any time to write. Soon, hopefully!! (This is why I never write out of order!!!) 😋

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