Blog Vomit

Time for a quick blog.  Cheese-making may just be the name of the game, kids.  Looks like that might be the next step I take in my farmy life.  Without revealing any top-secret details, I may be in on the next big thing as far as organic goat cheese in Oregon goes.  Here's what's good:

Hard work.  I figure at the end of the day, the most important thing I can do with my time right now is work hard in whatever I do.

Exercise.  I feel like I've really fallen off the boat as far as it goes, and I need to climb back on.  This winter I hope to continue to hit the pool and the gym on a regular basis (what can I say, I enjoy lifting weights...) but I also need to get involved in some more physical activities like taking dance class.

People.  Surrounding myself with the right people has everything to do with everything.  It's easy for me to find a small number of people I adore and stick to that, but the more I push my social boundaries and meet more people in more places, the more opportunities open themselves to me.

Juggling.  Right now I've got forty five billion balls in the air and until I know which ones are going to be the most rewarding for me to hold onto, I'm going to pursue all of them.  Until, of course, I can't anymore.  The eternal job hunt.

THE FUTURE.  What does it hold, friends?  Will I be a farmer forever?  Do I want to buy my own farm and have animals and vegetables and go to market and sell them and make cheese and have bees and goats and bunnies?  Yes.  Yes that is what I want.  Do I also want to not worry about money forever?  Yes.  Do I believe I have the capability to have some fancy advertising job wherein I could make a butt-ton of money?  I do.  Do I want to do that?  At this moment, no.  But who knows.  The future is a crazy scary fun and excited angel of death.  Luckily I have only a moderate amount of control over it.