Little by little

I watched a video recently where a woman talked about how you can tackle anything if you’re prepared and I sat there thinking, “Well, duh.” But then I stopped and thought about all the times I thought about doing something, and my brain told me, “No. That’s too hard; we can’t do it.” Laying the…

Meg Meets Strengths

I attended a quick little meeting for work yesterday about focusing on your strengths rather than your weaknesses. This pretty much goes against everything we’ve been taught about work and life and performance reviews. You’re supposed to identify where you need help and fix those areas, but maybe we shouldn’t? Maybe we should just say,…

Meg Meets the Meth Head

A meth-head stole my book. In fact he traded it for a bag of meth stuff (I am not a drug do-er, so I don’t know what’s necessary for the activity, but I do know it fits into a large paper bag). Now this book might not have been a book, but I do know…

Meg Meets the Three Month Mark

I don’t know when I’m going to stop counting the months of my time with Saint-Gobain Performance Plastics (PPL) (I feel like I am a high-schooler in their first relationship, celebrating every minor anniversary), but today is not that day. This past week, I celebrated (internally) my three-month anniversary with PPL. In the past three…

Meg Meets the Year After

2014 officially marks the first year that I haven’t been in school or Montessori since I was three. And, unless I plan to go back for a Master’s degree (which I will not be doing in the near future), it doesn’t look like I will be going back to school anytime soon… It’s hard adjusting to this…

Meg Meets a Flashback

Four years ago, I had just come home for holiday break after my first quarter at Ohio State University. A lot has changed since then. For starters, the school has seen a new president, experienced a few football scandals, switched to semesters, and given me a degree and some of the best relationships a person…

Meg Meets King Arthur, Has a Moment

Except there was no sword, or rock, and my father isn’t a dead king that I didn’t know I was related to… This is actually a story nothing like King Arthur’s, but I wanted an attention grabbing, regal blog title. However, just because I am not like King Arthur, that doesn’t mean I didn’t have…

Meg Meets a Different Path

The past 22 years of my life, more specifically the past 16 years of education, never prepared me for the emotional roller-coaster ride that happens once you graduate college. These past weeks have been filled with meetings after meetings, countless applications and cover letters, analyzing every choice I have made, and at my lowest of…

Meg Meets the Ocean

Lately, I have been drawn to water. I feel like the ocean has been representing my current life stage. Then I started researching what water or the ocean symbolizes and I realized how much it actually did describe me. One theory I found said that the ocean represents life and living, the waves symbolize the…

Meg Meets Soul-Crushing Defeat

I think I have arrived at a point of soul-crushing defeat, also known as unemployment and job hunting. It should also be noted that I am only one month in to unemployment… so clearly I am not internally cut out for resting on my laurels. Alas, job hunting is going well I guess, in the…