Some Things I Just Don't Talk About

Every time I get an email from Dr. J, she tells me she feels like she knows what is happening in my life because she reads my blog. To some extent this is true. To some extent it is not. There are some things I just don't talk about here.

My addiction to World of Warcraft

I don't have cable, and my television only gets switched on when I'm having a karaoke party. World of Warcraft (WoW) is partially why. While everyone is settling down to watch their favorite evening shows, I am logging on to run with my guild, fighting bosses and winning epic loot. I have an entire group of friends from all over the world I know only through their character names, chat and vent (like an on-line conference call) conversations. I've also brought several of my real life friends into this world. I talk to them more in game chat than I do on the phone or in person.

I don't talk about this because if I said we went up against Nefarion tonight, only the people who play would understand what I'm talking about.

My Thyroid

I have mentioned that I have a thyroid condition, but I don't talk about it much. I try not to talk about any health issues, unless it is directly related to something I'm already talking about. No one wants to hear, and it's easier to pretend it's not an issue if I'm not always bringing it up. For the record, I have a hyperactive thyroid that causes my eyes to bulge, my heart rate to occasionally increase, and my ankles to periodically swell. The bulging eyes affect my vision, but not horribly. Water retention in my legs and feet affect my runs occasionally, as does the increased heart rate. These are not constants, and running actually helps keep the symptoms in check. I have medication. It's just one of those things.

I also have arthritis in my lower back and hip, which occasionally interferes with my running. I blame this for my knee issues as well. I have my good days and my bad days. Just another one of those things I've learned to live with, and carry on without letting it interfere too much in what I want to accomplish.

School

I am in a Masters of Information Systems program with the University of Phoenix online classes. I started February of last year, and expect to graduate November of this year. This is not your normal Masters program, and honestly I don't know if it will be accepted as well as a diploma from a brick and mortar school. It's not something I talk about because it is pretty much the same all the time. The classes change every 6 weeks. The first week we answer questions and get to know each other. Then we write a paper a week, answer questions, talk about each others answers, and work toward a group project. So, 5 weeks out of 6 I am writing at least one and sometimes two papers. 4-6 days a week I'm reading and responding on the boards. I'm not going to know how to act or what to do with my time when I graduate. I'll probably fill that slot with WoW...

My Job

I don't talk about my job because currently I don't have one. I've been out of work since September of last year. This has given me the opportunity to focus on school, and also to help my parents remodel and renovate their house. If I were working full time that would not be possible, and I am very grateful for the chance to spend this time with them. I have applied for positions that interest me, but am not focused on finding a new position until my schooling is complete, or until my dream job comes along. The definition of dream job keeps changing though...

My Boys

Both my boys are out of the house and living their own lives. I chat with Monkey Boy (in blue) periodically on Facebook, we sometimes text, and we occasionally use a walkie-talkie program on our phones called Hey Tell. He is in the Air Force, stationed in Germany and flying all over Europe. Ninja (in red) is a little closer to home, living with his Dad about 30 minutes away. I talk to him on WoW more than the phone or text. He has a job, but is not exactly happy there. He has a girlfriend who takes up the rest of his time, so I don't see him often. I miss them both, and am proud of the men they've become. 

I don't often talk about of my friends, because they all live far enough away I only see them once in a while. I don't talk about my siblings for mostly the same reason. We have phone conversations. I sometimes go out to karaoke, or my family gets together for a holiday picnic. I probably should photograph and blog about those things. 

So. What do I talk about? My diet. My running. The remodeling project. Superman shows up periodically. I don't really have a whole hell of a lot else to say. I would take over the blog title "I am boring" if it wasn't already in use (by a more entertaining person than I). 

I wish sometimes I was funny, or interesting, or at least had more intelligent tidbits to share. Then I think, it is what it is and I am what I am. I write this blog because I know how I felt when I found a blog I wrote years ago, that I'd forgotten about. This is like leaving my diary open on a park bench. Anyone can come along to read, but it's still my diary. I never expected to have any followers, and while I'm happy to get comments and opinions, I would still write without them.