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January, 2009

  1. Chunkster Challenge

    January 15, 2009 by shishnit

    I don’t read a ton of book blogs and I didn’t see this challenge on a book blog. I saw it on the blog that belongs to someone who I’ve read for so many years now I can’t even begin to keep track.  I’m going to link to her blog instead of the Chunkster Challenge Blog because it only seems fitting. Besides I love her blog, always have.

    Since I read about this challenge I got excited. I’m going to do the “The Chubby Chunkster” option.  I’m opting for this option because I’m unclear on my future student status and can’t comit to more if I do in fact enroll for my Masters degree. *hint* *hint*

    There are 4 options. I chose this one.

    *The Chubby Chunkster - this option is for the reader who has a large tome or two to read, but really doesn’t want to commit to more than that. 2 books is all you need to finish this challenge.

    I really wish someone would host a reading challenge appropriately titled, “That big fucking book is haunting me and I need to get off my ass and read it!”  Maybe I will next year.

    The books I am considering at this time are

    Elliot Perlman’s Seven Types of Ambiguity   672 pages

    Haruki Murakami’s “The Wind Up Bird Chronicle”  624 pages

    Vikram Seth’s A Suitable Boy 1488 pages


    Now let me say this right now. I did not formally sign up.  That stuff is always silly to me.  However, if I choose the latter 1488 page novel I am not reading any other big ass books that I’ve thought about. I mean seriously.  Where’s the option to “Read until your eye’s fall out”?  I also will insert this disclaimer right now.  Disclaimer: I will attempt to read some substantially bigger books. If that’s two..so be it…I meet my personal challenge. If I read that “big ass honking ass wiping for years there’s so many pages within it” Vikram Seth book, then all other bets are off and I still won this damn challenge just by reading one book since it’s page count is equal to 2 books.  Um yah.

    Why doesn’t someone just have a freaking log of pages read challenge?  There is a 100+ bookschallenge if anyone’s interested.  Or how about “Read a lot of shishnit this year just because reading is fucking cool!”  That’s my advice.
     


  2. 5 weeks and counting…but it finally hit me

    January 14, 2009 by shishnit

    An email I wrote to my first boss at my current University job.  She no longer works for the University, but she was pivotal in helping me get started in college. First and foremost she hired me, then she encouraged me, and then she also mentored me and then right when I was feeling safe and content she left me.  But I was ok because she made me safe and content before she departed.  She hired me in August of 2004, I started college in January of 2005.  I still have five week’s to go, but I just started my last class, an Environment class, today.

    Renee,


    This morning I logged into my last class and posted my Bio for the last time.  I printed out my Syllabus for the last time as an undergrad student.  In January of 2005 I thought that this day would never come.  When you’re looking at 40 unfinished credits they certainly seem daunting, but I have learned that like the hare, slow and steady win’s the race.  I can’t believe how much I have changed as a person.  Yes, I’ve gained tons of new information and knowledge, but more so than that, I have a newfound level of confidence and an even bigger sense of self worth.  I now know that I can accomplish anything I set my mind to, so long as I make the sacrifices and am willing to hang in there for the long haul.


    I imagine that many people before me have felt this, but it’s almost impossible for me to find the words to explain it except to say it feels as exhilarating as that moment when you are riding a roller coaster, the moment before the long decent, the anticipation of what is to come next, simply because you managed to stay calm while climbing upwards.  I no longer view other people’s successes with an “it must be nice” attitude.  I now see success around me and realize that it does not come easy, but that it can certainly be gained.


    I’ve always had much to offer the workplace, but now I have concrete proof and evidence to back up my work experience.  More importantly, I now know that I can overcome challenges, make the necessary sacrifices and achieve great things.  If I were an athlete this accomplishment might equal crossing the finish line.  Thankfully I am not a racer because this accomplishment means that I have proven I can always fight the good fight, I can always rise the occasion and I can always become a better person. 


    I have learned how to find information, reiterate information and utilize information to work smarter not harder.  I used to think if I won the lottery I would buy a new car, perhaps a mansion.  I now know I wouldn’t quit working, I would instead use that money to better the world around me.  That change of heart came with gaining a college degree.  Understanding that the world is bigger than just who I am, but that who I am can make the world a better place.  These lessons weren’t learned in a book, they were gained in the process of being a student.


    I set my goals to achieve a college education largely because of my responsibilities towards my son.  He was 12 years old when I began my journey.  He’s now 16 and he could drive himself to my graduation. I think my journey changed his outlook as well.  I didn’t set out to do that, it was a wonderful byproduct of all that I became.  It simply rubbed off with little to no effort.


     
    Because of you I learned the importance of mentorship.  You took an interest in who I was and more importantly who I wanted to become, changing the small view I had of myself into a dream that I acted on rather than I dream I merely dismissed.  I strongly believe I could not have gotten here without that support and nudge when it was most needed.  You were the umbrella during times of rain. 


    I have no doubt that I will continue on with new dreams and goals and will succeed. Not because of that piece of paper, but because of the degree’s in which my heart has changed because of this accomplishment.   When I was 19 my mother told me I’d never amount to anything, that I would push a broom at McDonalds.  While I have nothing against burger chains, I dreamt of much more.  All anyone needs to succeed in life is a dream, someone that believes in them (and yes you can choose to simply believe in yourself for yourself too!), and action.  Do something to get where you want to go every single day.  That is something I repeated to myself every single day.  And each step I took got me closer to achieving my goals.  And now that I’m here I’m dreaming new dreams, making new goals, success has no ceiling.


     Thanks for everything you did when everything you did mattered the most.  I am estatic and I am proud of myself.  That is a new feeling for me.  Pride in oneself is priceless.


     Kristy


     Ten small steps still equal one giant step, standing still gets you nowhere.


  3. $7500 Tax Credit

    January 10, 2009 by shishnit

    Ok, let me clarify what my last post was about.  Two days ago my mortgage broker called me to entice me to do a re-finance.  Something we’d need the interest rates to go down to 4% to make worthwhile for us.  I’m not sure we’ll see rates go that low.

    During the conversation he mentioned the $7500 Tax Credit that Rick and I qualify for.  Of course he told me a few facts about it but then I did my own research and found out that it’s not really a credit on your taxes like it sounds, it’s more of an interest free loan for the full 15 year term.  Meaning that this year we could take a $7500 tax credit and get $7500 in addition to our regular income tax refund and then each year for the next 15 years the IRS would keep $500 of our future tax refunds.    My mortgage broker brought up a few interesting things one could do with $7500 that they obtain interest free.  A money market account.  A CD investment, etc. etc. etc.

    Rick and I would simply love to put that money into a savings account for emergeny purposes.  Now we already have savings and we do quite well with savings.  But the tempting thing here is that paying back this loan at a payment of $500 a year that comes out of your normal tax refund would be rather simple for us.  Almost unnoticable really.  So we could put that $7500 into an interest bearing account, pay no interest on the money whatsoever ourselves and prosper because of the front money the government is willing to give us just because we bought a house this year.
     


  4. no interest

    January 9, 2009 by shishnit

    To my last two commenters, thank you.  Big huge thanks to Cosmic who took time to exchange a few emails with me and give me at least 3 “aha” moments of clarity, thank you very much!!

    As an update to the last post, I came home that same night to find that Rick had completely overhauled the library/den/office.  He did tons of work and my heart swelled with pride.  I sat down with him and told him, ‘I was stupid, next year I want a nice gift….no matter what!’  To which I swear he said, “Ok…where’d I put my beer down?”

    Now onto other things. 

    If you could get an interest free loan for $7,500 from the government that you had 15 years to pay back…would you do it?  Would you do it if you didn’t need the money but only wanted to create a cozy nest egg? or invest the money?  Would you do it in light of economic hardships you see all around?  Would you do it so that you can save the money in case of strife?  Would you do it and use the money for a big vacation?  Something else? 

    Please do share your thoughts.

     


  5. time to get real

    January 7, 2009 by shishnit

    It seems as though over the last year I didn’t write a lot from my gut.  I have swayed away from that.  Partly because my son is growing up and I feel he has a right to privacy.  Another part of it was/is because I have found ways in which to cope with life’s down swings that don’t include blogging.  Those would be:

    More reading (less time to focus on the problem and let it drive me mad)

    More studying (this always feels productive and makes me feel better)

    More coffee

    In choosing these other things I have gotten away from really examining how I feel about things. 

    Something happened last month that has been dragging me down and since it has nothing to do with the kiddo, I’m going to lay it all out here and get it off my chest.  No amount of reading, studying or drowning in coffee has made it go away.  Now stay with me as I explain.

    I have a confession to make.

    My husband did not buy me anything for Christmas.  More specifically he did not do anything for me, he did not give me any gesture of kindness, etc. 

    This event has thrown me for a loop because it too closely reminds me of the year I got a hairdryer for Valentines Day only for the next Valentines Day for me to be told that my flowers wilted in the car and so they were therefore thrown away.  Both events took place in the first marriage.  In retrospect that first year of the hairdryer was the indication that it was completely over.  I just didn’t know it then.

    In his defense and to be fair, I told Rick that I did not want anything and that I didn’t want him to spend a lot of money and therefore I would be thrilled if he could just clean off the side patio of all the bags of leaves and junk, etc.  So he read this as “don’t buy Kristy anything.”   I meant it as “don’t spend tons of money, if you want I’d be just as happy having a gift of a chore being completed.”

    I have learned my lesson.  I must tell him exactly what I want or I won’t get a damned thing. I have to cut out the ad and circle the gift he needs to purchase.  I need to take him with me and make him buy what I want.  The latter has always worked and kept everyone happy.  Why did I deviate in the spirit of being nice?  All I did was hurt myself.

    Now I know the husband feels bad about this, but it’s now January 7th and he has not rectificed this situation whatsoever.  And it makes me mad.  It makes me feel distant from him.  It makes me think at times that perhaps I even hate him.  But the hate is for the inaction and the poor behavior on his part, not that I actually hate my husband.  I hate the event of no Christmas present.

    In my defense, I purchased gifts for him.  Quite a few in fact.  I wrapped them all up and he was quite pleased with all of them.  They were gifts he could use, they were thoughtful gifts.  I have my moments where I want to go online and buy myself som extravagant gift via his debit card.  That would, however, not make me feel better.  I want him to say he’s sorry.  I want him to make ammends.  I want him to make an effort.

    I fear that as long as he doesn’t do these things I will find myself pulling away.  How can one not pull away from someone who hurts them?  Now this is not to say we’re on our way to divorce court, we’re not.  I love him and can’t imagine life without him.  I really just want a Christmas gift from my husband.  A lollypop from the dollar store would have been better than the nothing void he presented.  Seriously?  Nothing?  He skipped right over the crappy hair dryer and went straight to nothing and it freaks me the fuck out.

    I almost didn’t write about this…..that would be a mistake on my part.  Rick doesn’t suck….his skipping of the gift and saying “But you said you didn’t want anything!!!” every time I try to calmly approach the subject….WRONG.  I know he feels bad, but I need him to say it…I need him to do something/anything to make it right again.


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