What I Been Done Gone Doing

Well, okay, part of it is just I got lazy, so there. The other part is a little bit of self/client preservation. I've been dying to tell you about my job, and just didn't know how.

Remember back when that guy found me and I freaked out and cleaned up the blog and took down anything that identified me outside of my picture and email? If you notice in the comments of that post, another person who also counsels people commented about professional concerns... which at the time was not the issue.

Well, it kind of is, now, for more than one reason.

Reason number one for avoiding writing was actually more to protect the people who see me professionally. I love my job. I mean, I LOVE my job. Some (not all, but some) of the funniest, most fascinating and poignant things that happen in my life these days happen in my office. I can't tell these stories now; they're too new, too fresh, too relevant to the people who make up my caseload. I don't want to take a chance that one of them could be identified by someone who knows me and also happens to know the client. It's a small town. 

The second reason is concern that one of the people I see for work might find this blog. I think it just makes the lines a little too blurry. It's taken many months to try to figure out how to tell my readers what my job actually is without immediately creating a veritable Google hot spot for the population I serve. I'm keenly aware of how search engines find me. If you are finding this post somewhat enigmatic, it's supposed to be, I'm trying to avoid keywords.

I think I've finally figured out how to clarify my occupation, but hopefully fly under the search engine radar.

I started out as something of an assistant but I am now responsible for my own caseload in a town near where I live. My clients have issues with items that create false states of well-being, of emotion, and/or of reality. Most of them come to me through the strenuous suggestions of the judiciary. The company I work for contracts with the judiciary for the services I provide.

Hopefully, that was clear. As mud. At least for the search engines.

Hopefully I can find ways to tell you how much I love my job without telling too much.

Hopefully, God will use me to help Him make a positive difference in my clients' lives. I know He's used them to make positive differences in mine.

Hopefully. :-)

Nerds

I decided to get in touch with my inner nerd. My true self. The one I hid in high school by avoiding anything that didn't seem cool. I decided to start with the basics.

So as I type this, I'm watching TNG (Google it) and fighting the urge to send a text to Blog Kirk and ask him why the guys in Shuttle Bay II didn't get sucked out the great big door when it opened. Shouldn't they have brought the shuttle in, closed the door and then done some kinda vapor lock thingy before they went in there?  And did Picard just kill himself from another dimension?

"Ooooh, I HATE when one of my crew gets sucked out into space!"

A few weeks ago, Kirk and I had dinner at a chinese place. We were discussing Bones McCoy. Kirk (the blog Kirk, not the real one) said Bones had been married at one time and had a daughter.

Me: "No way! I'm almost done with Season 3 and Bones just got done saying how he's almost always been lonely!"

Blog Kirk: "He does."

"There is no way Bones would go gallivanting all over space if he had a daughter waiting on some planet."

"It may be from one of the Star Trek books, but I'm sure he does."

"Did Gene Roddenberry write it?"

"No."

(As I got up to go back to the buffet) "Then it ain't cannon."*

(Somebody help me, did that REALLY come out of my mouth?)

So, um, yeah. I'm a nerd.

I think everyone around me already knew it, even from way back in high school. Still, I avoided science fiction like the plague lest someone suspect. I appreciate those of you from back in the day, for letting me hang on to my illusion of cool... My fragile ego couldn't have stood knowing that you knew.

So thanks to you all,  but that facade?

I don't need it anymore.


* You can look up what that means, too. If you already know, you might be as nerdy as me.
Oh, and the truth is, I wrote this one weeks ago, just forgot to finish and post it. I'm well into DS9, now.

Today's Date Says It All

I write the date a lot for work. Every time I wrote it today, I couldn't  help but pause, just for a second.

I remembered how it felt that day... 10 days before our first little girl was born... looking at my belly and thinking: what kind of world are we bringing this baby into?

I just watched some tribute videos and I'll admit, I shed a few tears.

Still, it turned out to be a decent world after all... you just have to know how to choose where to look, and where to focus.



*Yeah, yeah I've been on hiatus for awhile. See, I went out and got a REAL job, and it takes time.. I've been writing the explanation post in my head for a couple days. Gimme a few more.