<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" >
<channel>
<title>You Cant Go Back </title>
<link>http://elizabeth-goback.nireblog.com</link>
<description> </description>
<pubDate>Sat, 21 Nov 2009 13:20:15 +0100</pubDate>
<image>
<title>You Cant Go Back </title>
<url>http://static.nireblog.com/imagenes/logo.png</url>
<link>http://elizabeth-goback.nireblog.com</link>
</image>
<generator>http://nireblog.com</generator>
	<item>
	<title>You Cant Go Back</title>
	<link>http://elizabeth-goback.nireblog.com/post/2008/08/28/you-cant-go-back</link>
	<guid>http://elizabeth-goback.nireblog.com/post/2008/08/28/you-cant-go-back</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><u>sales jobs, commisioned based. MLM. jobs.making money with us, Earning money is not hard with us.</u></p>
<p><img id="Image2_img" alt="" width="728" src="http://meganpasta.nireblog.com/blogs4/meganpasta/files/jobs123emarketing728x901.jpg" height="90"/></p>
<p>This morning as I drove into work I was distracted by the weather. Sunny days always force me to reminisce on the days when I could enjoy them. Back when my job was trivial and my time was freed up to do whatever I pleased. </p>
<p>As I was heading into Everett admiring the mountains I found myself singing the techno pop songs Julie brought home from China. We use to blast “Boom, Boom, Boom” in her explorer, while we attempted to do<br />
our interpretive dance while driving.</p>
<p>I thought about Touch of Italy and going there to get free coffee even after I had quit. I remembered picnics with Cheryl and how we would talk about what we wanted out of life. I saw myself getting into those water fights with Wiley, which usually ended with us spraying Pepper (our dog) because he would try to eat the water.</p>
<p>Isn’t it funny how just one sunny day and send my mind spinning so fast that I actually believe that I’m back there at 16 with few responsibilities and little worries. Today was one of those days that I really feel like I’m grown up. Is it bad? No, not really. It is, however, a bit sad that I can’t go back to those days.</p>
<p>I don’t know what it is about today; but for a moment I forgot about the wedding, my doctors appointment, my job situation, my family issues, and everything else that had been stressing me out and I just enjoyed the day.</p>
<p>Now more than ever I realize that I’m growing up. Friends aren’t what/who the use to be. I’m not who I use to be. Work is a requirement and not an elective. </p>
<p>Life is different and I like it; because I know that in five more years a sunny day will come and I will look back on the day when I wasn’t married, I didn’t have kids, my friends were all single and life seemed so simple.</p>
<p>I guess the point of this blog is simply to say: enjoy where you’re at today because after you’ve grown past it you can never go back.
</p>
<p><a href="http://elizabeth-goback.nireblog.com/post/2008/08/28/you-cant-go-back#comments">Comments</a></p>]]></description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 16:45:19 +0100</pubDate>	</item>
</channel>	
</rss>
 
