soulmate

It has been said that humans used to be both male and female. They had two heads, two hearts, four arms and four legs. The gods became angry with this creature and they separated them into two halves. Thus humans were destined to spend their existence walking the Earth, searching for their other half.

I've heard this myth twice in recent weeks from two different sources. And because of that, I've been thinking about it A LOT lately. And talking about it. I'm lucky to have friends in my life who are willing to listen to my crazy topics of conversation. I have one friend in particular, who has only recently become a close friend, and he has opened my eyes to a new perspective on the topic.

Up until recently, I was certain of what I wanted out of life. I was certain I had found it, I just needed to convince fate that it was meant to be. But it turns out, I think there is something much better out there for me! Not to say that the people I have loved are not good enough, oh no, far from it. I think that the people who have been in my life up to now are irreplacable and I couldn't imagine not having them around. I am just beginning to wonder if perhaps I'm still in the middle of the search, not at the end like I thought.

I've always wanted a love like my grandparents had. The story, as it has been told to me, goes like this: Grandpa was stationed in California where he met Grandma. He liked her a lot, thought she was beautiful and he loved walking her home from church every Sunday. Grandma was playing the field. She liked Grandpa, but was ok with other men walking her home. Grandpa was NOT ok with this. Well, Grandpa got moved. He and Grandma started writing letters and she realized just how much she missed him. He asked her to marry him and she said yes. Grandma and Grandpa got married and he was immediately off again, seeing as he was in the US Airforce.

Grandma and Grandpa were passionately in love for the next 63 years, until the day he died.

I want something like that. I want my other half, someone that I will spend the next 60+ years falling in love with each and every day. I mean, who doesn't want that? Doesn't that sound ridiculously cool?

My friend, who I mentioned earlier, has told me that there is no better feeling than to love and be loved in return.

So, that's what I want. I want someone who will not only put up with my crazy, but cherish it as well. I don't want to have to convince someone that being together would be great, I want him to know it too.

I want to know on the first date that he was "the One". I want him to look at me and think the same thing. Conceivably, I want the type of crazy connection that could lead to an elope-ment with 24 hours. (Ok, not that I would necessarily do that, but I'm leaving my options open.)

Do you get my point?

I want someone who is just as crazy as I am. I want someone who will help me with what I want to do with my life. I need someone who is going to challenge me and compliment me.

Now...where to find him?

lindsayallison

updates!

Well, the Insanity thing didn't last. Mainly because I got terrible shin splints and had to stop the program completely. I decided not to be completely stupid and try it again (while it is called Insanity, I am not insane enough to try it again expecting not to get splints again). I've been off any kind of exercise since then.

But today I have cleared out a space in my room to bring my exercise bike in. I'm really excited. I love my bike and I am excited to finally have a place in my room for it.

In other news, NaNoWriMo is starting up in less than two weeks. It's been great chatting with the writing buddies I made last year (my first year) while we all figure out what we're going to attempt to write this November.

For those of you who don't know, November is National Novel Writing Month. It's a challenge (affectionately known as NaNoWriMo) to write 50,000 words in 30 days. I did my first NaNo last year and won! I finished the challenge! It was crazy and fun and I can't wait for November to start up again so that I can do it all over! (Please see sidebar for my new novel.)

Lovin' my job still. I have a great set of coworkers and I work for a great company. Nothin' more to say about that.

Well, it's time for me to be off again...I need to do some more planning for my novel.

lindsayallison

insanity

Ah, Insanity.

60 days of hating life to come out on the other side a much more attractive person.

So far, so good. The first couple of days brought about a bit of fatigue but not a lot of soreness.

Oh the sorness hit me yesterday morning. It hurt. A lot.

But today is MUCH better. It also helps that today is my first day off in 9 days. That's right, I worked 9 days in a row straight. It actually wasn't that bad. I didn't get really tired until the last two days and that was only towards the end of my shift.

I really shouldn't complain. I'm the one who decided to start Insanity in the middle of a 9 day stretch, lol.

Life's been so good lately. Work has been great, and busy. I have been keeping busy with friends, work, and my own personal projects. It's SO good to be busy. I collapse into bed each night exhausted, but it's the good kind of exhausted. It's the kind of exhausted you get from having a full and wonderful life.

And today, on my day off, I'm going to drink more coffee, relax and work on a few projects.

lindsayallison

the puppers

A little over four years ago, when B was still working security at the mall, a very unfortunate event occured. During the course of one of his shifts, B and one of his fellow officers, Celeste, found a very beautiful, fully grown female boxer tied up outside. She had been abandoned.

It was a hot day in late spring and B and Celeste did not want to leave her outside, but they could not keep her at the mall. B gave Celeste permission to take the dog back to her place and then return back to work. B was unable to have pets at his apartment and so they decided that Celeste would care for the dog until they found the proper owner.

They spoke with their superiors and did all that was required to find the owners. No one ever showed up.

Celeste named her Tyra. A few weeks later, Tyra turned up pregnant.

B and I had already been thinking that we wanted to get a puppy. The apartment we were living in didn't allow pets but we knew that we were going to be moving right around the time the puppies would be born. A couple of months later, we had six adorable puppies.

B went to see the puppies right away, the very day they were born. I unfortunately had to work and so I went a few days later. B said he chose our puppy because when all the other puppies were awake and squirming around, ours was quiet and asleep. When the others were asleep, he was off exploring and making noise. He was the odd ball, the runt. So B chose him.

We had discussed names, but I had told B he could name the puppy as long as it wasn't too outrageous. We were originally set on Tiberius, but once we saw the puppy we knew that that wouldn't do. B picked out the name, "Hal" after the super hero, Hal Jordan aka Green Lantern.

Six weeks later, we brought Hal home. He was so small, we could put him on the bed and cover him with a washcloth. He was so nervous that he stuck close by B for most of the night. I remember that night we had put him in his bed and B said he had to stay there to get used to it. But once we turned off the lights, Hal started crying because he was so nervous. I couldn't let him cry all night and be scared and alone! So I pulled him into the bed with us as soon as B fell asleep.

Hal has been spoiled rotten ever since.

It has been a fantastic four years since the puppy came into our lives. He is a welcome force of chaos and mischief and I wouldn't have him any other way. Today is his 4th birthday and I am on my way to spend the day with him.

I have the best puppy in the world!

lindsayallison

Hal Jordan Mehaffey, July 14, 2007

enthusiasm

I still feel so excited about the opportunities that have presented themselves in front of me. Even if nothing comes of this management thing, I still have this very strong feeling that things are about to change for me in a very big way. I think and feel like everything that I now know I want is really going to come together for me.

Things at the store are great. I'm still having a blast working there and I can see that it's going to continue to be so much fun. Some days I wish that things would slow down just a touch, but at the same time I know that this is job security. Although, I kinda wish people would stop telling me that. Questions/comments I'm asked/told EVERY single day:

Are you always this busy?
How have you guys been doing?
How long have you been open?
I'm so glad you're here!
Yeah, it's busy but it's job security!
I bet this is a fun place to work.
Are you hiring?
I hope this brings downtown back.
Do you know what else is opening around here?

And the list goes on. Most of the time I'm happy to answer the question for the 80,000th time but every once in awhile it gets a bit tedious. So let me set the record straight:

"The new Mast General Store in Columbia is fantastic. It IS a fun place to work, and you'd have to ask management about applying. We have been busy since day one and while it has slowed down some, we are still constantly busy. Things are going well, I don't see us leaving in the foreseeable future. Yes, other places are opening up, but I do not have any further details than that."

With that out of the way, I'm still really excited. And because a very good friend gave me some great advice, I have not been detracted from going after what I want. Yay!

lindsayallison

coming together

Have you ever felt like things started coming together all at once?

First, I got this amazing job working at Mast General Store. I have excellent pay, great coworkers, and even better: I get to have FUN at work! The company provided great training for the great products they sell. I have felt so much happier and so less stressed the past couple of months.

So the less stress at work has caused me to have the mental capacity to do some soul searching. I was able to clear my mind of so much negative energy and I was able to come up with a goal for my life.

I started writing again. Still gonna keep the current project under wraps because I don't know where it's gonna lead to. But the writing is really helping to keep me cathartic. I'm loving it.

Then two days ago happened. I had the day off, but apparently one of the managers resigned. Why she did, I don't know. But now I have this huge opportunity right in front of me. I could apply for and possibly get a management position.

This feels so...right for me. I feel like my body is humming so much with excitement and positive energy that I feel like my hands and feet are almost vibrating. It's a good feeling.

I just pray that this all isn't in my head. How could so many good, right-feeling things come together at once if it wasn't meant to be?

lindsayallison