Wednesday, August 4, 2010

As summer ends, accomplishments climb

Today, I walked shelter dogs for the first time.  I was so intimidated, but they are so happy!  I should have known better.  Dogs are friendly. 

Today, I made a cake from scratch for the first time.  Much like gourmet food, sometimes you just prefer the taste of the boxed kind.  But I am still proud of myself for doing it the old fashioned way, at least once.

Today, I went to town on my LinkedIn profile.  How come no one talks about LinkedIn?  It's just Facebook for professionals; instead of favorite music and movies, I have my resume.  When I first heard of LinkedIn, probably through Google searches gone slightly awry, I was pretty sure it was a scam.  Yes, we have WHATEVER name you're looking for!  Just sign up here, it's free!  Fill out a profile to message WHOMEVER you're looking for!  Invite WHOMEVER you're looking for to sign up for LinkedIn!  See?  Super sketch.  So imagine my surprise when I figured out that it was pretty legit.  I have sent many connection requests, feeling mostly ridiculous, but a network has to start somewhere.  Incidentally, my only picture where I don't look absurd is me on my most recent birthday, relishing a Coldstone creation.  At Coldstone.  Maybe at our October photo shoot I'll have her take some that I can remotely use for things like, you know, LinkedIn.

Yesterday, I signed up for a new Google Voice number, with a semi-new email address, and took more consideration in choosing my digits and scored a number whose last four spell HUGS.  HUGS!

Stay tuned tomorrow for painting Kathryne's condo and my first official venture into yoga since high school.

2 comments:

Amanda said...

Look at you and your fantastic self! If I could, I'd send you 1023 mangoes! Good luck with the composting and not dining out! Wonderfully, thoughtful goals! Love, Amanda

Miss Self-Important said...

LinkedIn always makes me feel silly--all the self-congratulating hyperbole and ass-kissing of cover letters except packaged for the public. How can I kiss so many asses all at once?

I leave you with this unpleasant image to contemplate.