Jinked

This morning my friend Gail had written a small note on Facebook about how she thought meeting all of us at work was worth it despite all the bad we had to go through. I feel very much the same. I loved my coworkers, and the quote she pulled was perfect.

“I just wanted you to know that sometimes I get concerned about being a career woman. I get to thinking my job is too important to me, and I tell myself that the people I work with are just the people I work with. And not my family. And last night, I thought, ‘what is a family, anyway’? They’re just people who make you feel less alone and really loved. And that’s what you’ve done for me. Thank you for being my family.”
~Mary Richards
(Last show of the Mary Tyler Moore Show)

We were. We were a family. We played softball and ate cheese and grilled and drank  in the alley together. Even after I parted from the company, I still hang out with a lot of them. We go to the farmer’s market together, eat Indian buffets, meet up for $1 tacos. Can many people say that about their ex-coworkers?

All this made me look at what I have currently in the editing phase of Pieces #3. I’m writing about all the jobs I had in my life, but most of the stories focus on the lowlights of each of them. Why do we always dwell on the negative? I had fun at every job I had. I have great stories to tell, fun stories, happy stories.

I want to write about some of those. I don’t want my next zine to be a total downer. Even Dairy Queen had its fun times.

I finished designing and hardcoding my WP theme today. All that’s left is to gut it for the PHP, which is a large part of the process, granted. Hopefully it won’t take me any longer than two days. I want to be faster at this.

Tomorrow is my sister’s graduation, so I’ll be driving out to my parents’ in the afternoon. I can’t believe she’s done with college. Such a crazy world.