Ready to Sail Away (Not Literally)...

I'm tired. I've been tired the past week. Why? Because it's the holidays and for some reason, I've been working 9 hour shifts like nobody business. Yes, it's paying for stuff. No, I am not enjoying it.

I know in a real world job I'd work 40 hour weeks, but I'd at least get some days off. I had one day off this past week and that was Thanksgiving. I have none this upcoming week until Monday,the 6th, where Joe and I ship off to Alabama.

Currently, my back is filled up with tons of stress pent up from the week. From every bitchy customer to every pet peeve, all stuck in my back. Now, it's hard to sleep. Thank you, retail job.

I have so much grad school stuff to do it isn't funny.

Happy Thanksgiving

This year is my first thanksgiving day away from my family and, yes, I do feel the effects. I miss the food, the family, and the ambiance. The laughs, the news, the tasty tasty food.

What can I say, I am food fan. (Obviously)

Today is the only day off I have this week and I'm enjoying it as much as I can. I'm not cooking, mainly because Joe is extremely picky and I am tired of cooking. I will pay someone to feed me and enjoy it. I think we are going to have some exquisite mexican (if it is open). I'm going to be watching the Saints game and working on my statement of purpose. Perhaps catching up on last week's episodes of Conan. Such is my life.

Tomorrow I have to work Black Friday and will hate it. I have grown to become numb to customers and their antics, just learning to shake off their quips and going on about my life. I am looking forward to not being a member retail society one day. There are not enough people who have worked retail in the life and I feel that is a shame.

10 days before I see my darling Mama again, attend my sister's wedding, and generally enjoy what it is was like to live in Fairhope before being in Texas. We are going to move back to Alabama briefly for the winter. It will be a regrouping, however. My journey does not have me ending up in Fairhope for long. I must keep moving.

Enjoy Thanksgiving everyone and enjoy your family. I look forward to seeing mine soon.

Love,
Ellen

Oh,blog, excuse my neglect of you

So much to cover in so little space.

Ahem.

Work and Villa take up most of my life, I end up tired, and forget to blog. Bad me. Baaaaad me.

Things have so changed at Villa Finale.I have essentially "graduated" from the actual house and moved on to the Carriage House, or the basic offices on site at the house. Walter's House looked absolutely beautiful. People now get to enjoy the wonder that Walter Mathis created over time. I haven't been in the house since September 30, but I hope to view the inside one more time before I leave this place.

Meg is wonderful as always and I get to work much more closely again with her again. I'm currently in charge of cataloging of the Villa Finale Carriage House library into Past Perfect, a museum catalog software. I can easily say that this has been one of the best learning experiences of my life and I will miss it dearly.

Meg told me the other day that she had been (and still is) extremely impressed that I came to San Antonio simply to intern at Villa Finale. To her it showed my passion for museum work and how I am driven to do what I must to do to become a museum curator.

I told her that if I had not done, if I gave up, that everything would mean nothing, and this quest I have put myself on would have been just a big waste of time. I might as well live out my days working at P-Mart.

I'm talking to the Curator and Asst Professor of Cultural Anthropology, Dr. Jen Shannon, at Univ. of Colorado at Boulder about the museum studies program there next Tuesday over the phone. So excited! This woman has a lot of the similar interests I do!!

I must always remember nothing good is ever worth giving up on.