I have turned into an Accounting Nerd. I am enjoying reading articles about accounting principles and auditing.
I’d like to add a caveat to this… I still like to collect skull t-shirts and I still like to go out dancing (and yes, I actually have rhythm).
It hit me today, as I was doing class discussion postings and reading an article on “improper revenue recognition”… I am such a nerd. I’d say geek, but that’s at least a fun person to be around. I highly doubt that my current status qualifies me as such.
I can imagine the rolling of the eyes and the gritting of the teeth that would happen if I tried to share my enthusiasm over this material. Almost as good as when Todd goes on and on about wave forms. Oh wait! Did I say that aloud???
Just kidding honey. Kind of.
If there was any residual doubt left in my mind about whether or not this was a good major choice for me, my new-found enjoyment for reading field-specific articles has put that to rest. I DID NOT enjoy my library readings in the same way. Rather revealing, don’t you think?
What I DO miss about my library classes are the people. I miss Susan and Patty and even, bless her heart, Jaylene. I miss the quiet time in Portland. I miss the train. I miss eating at the neat places over there. I don’t miss the hectic schedule or the time away from my sweet boys. That first weekend away was very emotional for me.
I’ve come to accept my new Nerd status and I think I’m good with it. It comes on the heels of the discovery that I can no longer wear my contacts and read (either books or computer screens). That one was a shocker and it makes me feel old. Well. Crap. My 40th birthday is in slightly over 2 months. Does that qualify me as old?
Do I feel old? At 4am, when I can’t sleep I feel old… but no, I really don’t.
Do I look old? Depends on who’s doing the looking… my six year old would say yes. Most don’t say that to me, but maybe… who knows?
Do I care if I look old? Well. Sometimes I do and sometimes I don’t. Mostly I’m just tired of being pudgy. But the “looking old” thing is really just relative to those around me and I’m pretty happy with where I fit in the scheme of things.
So… I guess my answer is: I’m doing fine. I could do without the back pain and I could do with 50 lbs less of me, but other than that I’m ok. Being blind as a bat has been my status since I was 9 years old, so I’ve had 30 years to get used to it.
I’ll have to ponder whether or not it seems like a cliche that I’m blind as a bat and I love accounting. I have this image in my mind of a small, round mole-like man, peering at ledgers.
At least I’ve still got my skull t-shirts and my pink and red skull flats.
moonfire (the massively un-cool)