Wow! A whole lot can happen in 2 years. Like, just about everything you can imagine:
- C moved from Oregon to Texas to live with me
- We lived in a 400 sq ft studio together for A YEAR and didn’t murder each other (and actually came out of it pretty happy and wow, that is just crazy, isn’t it?)
- We moved into a bigger apartment with a dishwasher and also FEWER COCKROACHES
- We got a cat??? I never thought I’d own a cat. But he is orange and cranky and full of purrs and my little lion friend.
- I somehow survived and also graduated from my Master’s program?????!
- I somehow had a tan when I came home for the summer
- I have a full time job in my career field now??
- I saw DOLLY FREAKIN’ PARTON LIVE and my life has changed for the better (more glitter, always)
- UT got a new Bevo, a BABY BEVO and he’s adorable and I love him.
But seriously. So many things have happened, and I’ve really missed this silly space! I’m not sure. I miss having some searchable record preserved in the internet about my life- I think grad school is the first era since before junior high where I haven’t kept any form of online blog (I’m not sure if Twitter really counts), and I really, *really* have missed posting photos and lists and talking about my life. So I am thinking that I’m back.
Of course, this space is going to continue to be what it is, and that is a mish-mash jumble of jokes and free-writes and nothings and lists and stupid things I feel like posting, because I’m not sure i have the attention span for anything else. So to all of my new friends, hello! I hope you enjoy my writing, even if you already see a lot of my life on twitter. And to my old friends, hello! I miss you dearly.
That’s it. I think. And more to come.
(On one hand)
I AM ABOUT TO QUIT MY JOB… THIS THURSDAY!!!
I GO ON VACATION NEXT WEEK!!!
I WILL BE UNEMPLOYED FOR ALMOST AN ENTIRE MONTH!!!!
I’M MOVING TO AUSTIN IN 45 DAYS!!!!
I am SO ridiculously excited! I have prepped for three different graduate programs and never gotten as far as actually going. I’m getting rid of most of my possessions and moving and going to live in a new place and that is so incredibly cool. I’m thrilled to quit my job, not work, vacation, travel around, and pack for the next month.
On the other hand… This is me whenever I think about actually leaving.
And saying goodbye to the people I love (even though it’s temporary).
It’s ridiculously bittersweet. I keep feeling like I’m dreaming, you know? Like, there is no way the plans I have for next month are actually about to happen to me, rather, they must be happening to someone else. Or maybe I died? Like, awhile ago? And I’m just a ghost and I don’t know it? It’s a weird sensation to describe.
Thursday, I quit my job.
Friday, I move back into my parent’s house
Sunday, I go on vacation.
Tuesday after, I go meet my boyfriend’s family.
August 20, I land in Austin.
Do you ever feel like things have reached a peak of business but also a strange monotone where you don’t have much to say about life other than “it’s good” ?
I’m definitely there right now.
I’ve had enough time to paint my nails often! This week they are my favorite, a sandy nude color. I find this kind of strange, since 99.99% of the time I like rainbow bright neon colors for everything in my life. But the nude is somehow elegant and I really dig that. Being able to paint my nails has been one of the biggest freedoms I have loved about no longer working in the food industry. Painted nails just make me feel really put together.
Halloween came and went and somehow now it’s Winter? Winter with a capital ‘W’, no doubt. I’m freezing cold all the time and trying to double up on sweaters. Last weekend I went to Multnomah Falls and it was SO COLD but also really beautiful once the fog lifted. Now that I’m not there, I wish I had spent a little bit more time wandering around the trails there, but the cold+ arthritic knees + wet doesn’t tend to make for a super adventurous Brittneigh. I’m flying to Austin, TX for the Thanksgiving holiday and I am really looking forward to the change in weather already.
I’ve been cooking for myself a little bit more and I’ve been super enjoying it! I made these cupcakes for a friend’s birthday party, but I’ve also made 2 varieties of soup, stir fry and other meals that I’ve frozen and packaged up for later. I am really liking being in charge of my own kitchen, even if it IS tiny, and trying out new recipes.
Lately it has been incredibly easy to get together with old friends and watch movies together. Last night’s film of choice was the classic Hocus Pocus and I got to eat snow caps and pet a black cat while watching witches fly around on broomsticks. Basically perfect.
So yeah. Life is good, y’know?
Basically all I have been doing the past two weeks have been cleaning and re-arranging my new studio, studying for the GRE, and rocking back and forth while sobbing. Except ignore that last point. That point definitely is a lie. Who even said that?!
General disclaimer: this is the stupidest and also most image-heavy post.
I MEAN, UH, I know y’all are just dying to see photos of my new apartment, so here you go, I will take you on a tour.
Let’s start in the most important room:
Wow. Isn’t it just amazing? There are my scarves on the outside line of the door and you can see my really trendy shower curtain. Yeah, it’s currently for sale at Target for like $20. But I got it at Goodwill for $3. Yeah. I am the coolest.
Also it’s a metro map of London so if you are ever lost in London just call me and I’ll get in the shower and help you figure out where you need to go. I know, I know, I’m so giving.
Check this out:
Yeah dudes! I have a lot of hair flowers. I don’t really know why, actually. I don’t wear them that often. But they are pretty cool. I feel fancy when I wear them. This is how I store them. It kind of reminds me of those flower garlands they put on horses after they win races, you know? Like, that horse doesn’t have any idea he won that race until they put that big flower garland around his neck… and then he knows he is king of the horses.
Oh, also, that’s right across from my toilet. I didn’t take a photo of it, I figure, you’ve seen at least one in your lifetime.
I did have to stand on my tiptoes to get a good photo of that garland though. I did that for you. Continue reading
This weekend was my much needed “vacation” to recover from a stressful tax season. I spent time laying in the grass reading, running on the beach with a happy dog, and sitting on the side of a lake thinking about nothing in particular. It was incredibly nice.
My first tax season went well. I think I got off a little bit easy because of all of the political tax hijinx from earlier this year. There were so many required extensions that I didn’t get hit with the bulk of craziness that apparently hits every year. Maybe next year I’ll finally understand the weariness that everyone approaches tax season with. For now, I’m just trying to get used to a slower pace again. I kind of miss the “go-go-go!” pressure that the April 15th deadline gave us.
I am bone-tired worn out, though. From working, the slower pace, cat sitting, dog sitting next week, travelling, too much fun, and too much sugar. I certainly am happy, just ready for a nap!
“Until a man is twenty-five, he still thinks, every so often, that under the right circumstances he could be the baddest m**********r in the world. If I moved to a martial-arts monastery in China and studied real hard for ten years. If my family was wiped out by Colombian drug dealers and I swore myself to revenge. If I got a fatal disease, had one year to live, and devoted it to wiping out street crime. If I just dropped out and devoted my life to being bad.”
― Neal Stephenson, Snow Crash
#1 Read this book.
#2 Accept that this is basically how you and everyone else feels and apply that to how you understand the human race.
I fail at updating. I acknowledge this. Life has been keeping me busy in good ways but keeping me less than stimulated in bad ways.
I’m caught in the looking for full-time employment slog in the middle of trying to balance two jobs I’m not altogether thrilled about leaving behind (hey, guess who hates change?) on top of preparing for the craziest upcoming six months of my life (job changing, loans due, dogsitting, vacation, dogsitting, wedding1, weddings 2-8, bachelorette, best friend’s wedding dogsitting aaah ahh aahhh I AM ON FIRE WHY) so I am a bit at a loss of what to talk about on this blog without just whining
And I already know that I’m pretty darn good at whining.
I’m just not sure how all of this is going to work out.
And I know it will, but I’m a worrier, and I always have been, and I’m feeling at a loss of what my purpose is on top of the fact that every thing I feel designed for is either a) not lucrative, b) nonexistent or c) requires approximately ten more years of college. And even after those ten years of college how easy is it going to be to get a job as a Professional Freelance Editing Rocket Crafter Knick-knack Collecting Wiz ?
So, yeah. Worries. Constant. But Things are happening. Or as I would say in a text message: THINGS are HAPPENING and that is probably GOOD but I’m still NERVOUS as ALL HELL.
which seems pretty normal.