Is There a Slower Lane??

Yeah, this blog might tank faster than the first, and it, too, will be a blog lost in the internet because I forgot the password. Again.

I could talk about how great my job is, and how nice it is that I only work three days a week. But, I am about to go to nights, and then I will work 3-4 nights a week. Oh yeah, privacy act=no patient stories. Believe me, I have some stories. But I can't tell you.

So, what do I do with the rest of my time? Well, I go to the pool and do nothing. I sometimes walk on a treadmill. I really enjoy shopping. Then there is Netflix. And please, don't forget the Wii and DDR3. Yeah, I pretty much rock at DDR3. Sometimes. I am so thankful I don't have downstairs neighbors. But, most importantly, I get to travel. Which is what I am doing now, sort of. I am spending my last night in Tupelo. I was able to go to Hattiesburg on Friday, then drive up here Sunday afternoon. So, tomorrow, I drive back to good ole Brandon. At least it's not hot or anything outside. Ha! I am definately grateful for the AC! And good music.

So, how is that for interesting?? Yeah, not so much. That means my life has been relatively free of drama I could/would publish, so that is actually a good thing. Here's to driving slow.

First Post?

Well, to say this is my first post is not entirely true. It is partially true in that it is technically my first post on this particular blog, but not my first time to blog.

I started a blog a couple years ago; it's still available to view. Why did I not just keep up with the old blog? I could tell you I was too lazy to change it, or perhaps I wanted to keep it like it was because it was my "traveling blog." Those are lies. The simple truth is I have way too many online accounts with various passwords and usernames, not to mention the passwords at work. So, I forgot log in. Pathetic. I know. But, today I 29 years old (ugh...looks worse typed) so I figure I have an excuse.

29. Wow. Single. Ouch. Fast lane? HA! No, I'm taking my time in the slow lane. This is both literal and metaphorically speaking; sweet talkin my way out of tickets didn't work this last time, and I can't take defensive driving for 3 more years. Hence, my title. If I have any readers whatsoever, I will not apolgize if you pass out from shear boredom; read this at your own risk. I have forewarned you that this is pretty much going to be boring stories and tidbits. But, blogs are supposed to be selfish, right? And, these are my stories and tidbits and mean something to me. That said, I have no current stories I feel like sharing. However, there will be more later, if I don't forget my password...