Ahhhhhhh!!

Ok so my husband and I live in a nice apartment complex, well at least I think it's nice. It's the kind of place that if you have a maintenance request they will have someone there that same day to fix it.

They have a pool & little gym (no extra cost), well lit parking lots, well groomed landscape, snow removal, quiet neighbors....all in all...pretty good.

BUT there is one thing, and it has to do with those pesky neighbors. We live in a second floor (which is the top floor) apartment with a window in the kitchen and I sliding glass door that goes out to our porch off the living room. Both of these windows are in the back of our apartment and provide a lovely breeze when the weather is nice. The thing is, when the weather is nice our neighbors enjoy sitting on their back porches and SMOKING!!!! So that lovely breeze turns into disgusting smokey air.

No offense to anyone that smokes, to me it is a dirty habit that drives me crazy. But if you want to turn your lungs black fine, just please leave mine the way they are. Growing up my parents smoked...never in the house, but they still smoked. It was something they were able to conquer and successfully quit while I was still young. I think that's where my sensitivity to the smell comes from. It literally drives me crazy. One minute I'll be sitting comfortably in my living room with the windows open and the next minute I will be up out of my seat slamming (gently) windows and doors because someone is smoking!!!

I'm the kind of person that likes every season and since fall is nearing I am so excited. I am sick of summer and am ready for fall. Fall brings cool fresh air perfect for jeans & a sweatshirt, going for a walk without sweating through your shirt, oh yes and leaving your windows wind OPEN!!!!

Praying I can find a way not to let my neighbors ruin my fall...

What now?

So this summer has been good. Filled with lots of relaxing, spending time with people I love, taking a much needed break after 5 years of college, and trying not to worry about the whole job thing.

Now summer is officially over and I'm not in school and I'm not working and I'm feeling kinda weird about it.

I was a Physics major and a mathematics minor. Well my degree is a BSE in Physics not just a BS. So what does that mean, well it means I was a secondary ed major, but what it really means is I took a total of 5 education classes. Oh and student teaching, which is pretty much an internship. I took more math classes than education classes, yet peoples' jaws drop when they hear I'm not teaching and don't really want to at the moment.

I try not to let it bother me when people give me the judgmental look of disbelief that I'm going to completely waste my college education. Who knows what's really going on inside their head, but that's sure what it feels like. One thing that helps me care less about "the look" is the fact that I know, without a shadow of doubt, that my college education will never be wasted. I was a physics major for a reason. I had the opportunity of taking so many challenging classes that people view as impossible. And I was good at it. I got to study something in college that a really liked, now I need to find something I really like to do for a job.

Being a physics major gave me the confidence in knowing that I can tackle the world...after 5 years of physics...bring it on. I know I am a critical thinker, I'm a problem solver, I'm determined, oh ya and I'm pretty smart.

I'm a people person, I'm good with money and numbers, I'm an encourager, I like to help people, I like to tell it how it is, I'm super organized, I like to think of more efficient ways of doing things...

I'm not a good speller, not that great at grammar either, I'm not the fastest reader that ever lived...

So what now? Now I just need to find a job that uses my strengths and doesn't highlight my weaknesses. And I know I will, it's just a little strange waiting.

I know this post might sound a little cocky, but I write for myself. I know who I am, and I'm not afraid to remind myself of that.