Not Quite Martha

Time Marches On...

I have been thinking a lot this weekend, about life, and the twists and turns it takes.
Six months ago, I had no idea what to expect from my life. I was poised to move across the country, and start a new adventure. I was scared, apprehensive, and overwhelmed.
A year ago, if you would have told me that I was going to be doing what I was doing today, I would have laughed in your face and told you to "snap out of it".
Today, I sit, or rather lay in bed and look at my life. Its nothing like I would have ever expected but it is mine. I have carved out this amazing thing for myself here in the DC area, that I could have never imagined.
Life is all about choices. Some easy, some hard. One of the hardest things I have ever done was to walk away from my last job. I had seriously put my life, my heart, my soul, etc. in that job. I was the job. Somewhere along the line, I realized that there should be more. Scary, but true.
Three months ago, I was finally starting to spread my wings and learn to enjoy my surrondings. I started to make some exceptional friends, enjoy many "first nights", and really learn my way around the city.
I am in awe of the life paths that my friends are taking. One of my best friends in the world is moving to Dallas to start a new job and potentially move forward in a new relationship. Another friend in Austin is poised on the brink of what could be the best relationship of his life, if he only chooses to appreciate the moment and love. Another girlfriend is pregnant with her first child, and others are trying desperatly to get pregnant. Here in Arlington, I am slowly creating a new circle of friends.I have friends that are starting over- new life after a relationship gone awry. Another is stretching her own wings and learning how to be single, after being in a four year relationship. She reminds me that we need to find the inner diva in all of us. Another friend, is learning what its like to be true to himself, and be the person that he needs to be. That is a feat unto itself. I will stand by and support all my friends in thier life paths and hope that they know that I will always be there for them.

What does all of this mean? I have no idea. I have learned that I cant control everything. I have learned that life takes us to places we never knew we were supposed to be. I have learned that once in a while, we need to literally jump in the fire and see how hot it really gets. I have enjoyed this time more than I really care to admit. I am learning to appreciate how valuable my time with my friends and family really is.

I look back to last year, a time that was probably the hardest for me professionally, and personally, and I can honestly say I celebrate where I am at now. I celebrate the bumpy road, and the chaos, because frankly, without it, I dont know whether or not I could have enjoyed the long walks, or the late night phonecalls with girlfriends.

This path, this bumpy road has brought me to where I need to be, right now. I can honestly say, that I wouldnt want to be anywhere else.

unless you want

to read about me schlepping all over the DC area looking for work, or read about me watching daytime TV, I really dont have much to say.

I have been interviewing, have a few lined up for this week. Just finished up a phone interview. Got called for another. Its nice to get responses- In Austin the job market was soo poor that it could take weeks before you got a nibble.

Anyways, I will try to come up with something more exciting to say soon

when life hands you lemons..

its time to make some Gourmet Lemonade.

Yesterday my career took a gigantic nose dive into the toilet.

Meh.

So today, I woke up, dusted off the old resume and started applying.

I have a feeling that something new and different is going to come my way. I really do

Well, there you have it

I am unemployed.

I am not going to go into details online, but I am no longer with job.

New adventures to follow

Well, its official.

I am done! The movers have come and gone, I have boxes coming out of well, everywhere, and my bed is put together! I am thrilled and happy and relaxed. I actually took a killer nap this afternoon, on my bed, oh how i love it, and am working a bit, and unpacking a bit.

I have a lot of crap, tis true, but its soo good to see my crap. There is so much in storage, but thats ok. I just got to see my stuff this afternoon. Hell, I may just go to my storage unit to take a nap on my couch, it was that exciting!

Will post some pictures later, of, I dont know what, but I am off like a prom dress,

And todays programming is brought to you by the

Letter I for insomnia. It is 3:02 am and I am wide awake. Not any particular reason why, but really, when do I ever sleep to begin with?

Oh yes, greetings from the new apartment. I am about 10% moved in, and lord willing, I will be having the movers bring the rest of my earthly belongings this morning. Seems that there was a bit of a SNAFU and I wasnt scheduled for a move here at the building. This sounds bitchy, but so not my problem. I have had the movers scheduled for a few weeks now, and frankly, I need my stuff. I need my bed. I am having dreams of sleeping in my bed- wait, I am not dreaming, because I am not sleeping, but you get my point.

Went to the Cherry Blossom Festival today- here are some snaps from the day:

I really am at a loss for what else to say right now- eleventy million things going on in my head, but dont feel that its quite time to talk about most of the stuff.

Maybe later. (lord, this is a lame, boring post)

and if this isnt proof that I need a vacation..

Leaving work about a million hours later than I was supposed to today, my friend E and I decided to head to Bethesda for a little fake Tex-Mex food - she too is from the land of Texas.

We had a pleasant time, gossiping about work, our friends and trying to figure out if the couple that were sitting next two us had any idea that they werent in a hotel room- PDA is only a small way to describe what these two people were doing. Not that I would ever partake in PDA.

Thats not my point. I finally got my move strategy straightened out, got the movers alligned for Monday morning, made my plan of attack for tomorrow, and we decide to leave so I can go home and pack up what i have in my room.

We are laughing and talking as we walk to the parking garage. I make a snarky comment about a woman wearing shorts and high heels- can somone please explain this fashion phenomena to me? Anyhoo- we get inside the garage, and I see my car. I miss-step, fall flat on my face and in the process tear my knee apart to epic proportions. Also, I must say this is my favorite part, I twist my ankle that has been broken three times. My ankle is black and blue, but thankfully I can put weight on it, and my knee looks like, well, shit. I tried laughing it off, but it totally irritated me. I will never have pretty legs, that I know for sure. But for ONE spring time I would love to have legs that dont look like someone took a bat to them. My entire left knee is cut up, and totally looks disgusting.

The positive part of this post- 1. I did not do any significant damage to my already really screwed up ankle. 2. I fell wearing a skirt, thus preventing the sure ruination of a good pair of pants. 3. My move strategy is complete.

The shitty part of this post- I was wearing bright green underware. I am pretty sure that the two guys that were walking behind me got to see full on green underware as my face is hanging out on the cement.

Graceful, I will never be.

I am off to bed and here is hoping for an accident free day tomorrow.

Anyone want to go to the beach with me next month?

This is my idea of hell...

The never GD ending move.

The movers can deliver my stuff to storage tomorrow. But I cant get keys to my new place till Saturday. My movers cant deliver on Saturday. If I pay seperate movers, it will cost me 400 bucks. They are trying to arrange it for a Monday move, which is fine, but irritating. I needed this done on Saturday the 1st. My movers knew it. I told them two weeks ago that one way or another I would need this spot on the first. What is so freaking hard about this?

I am so beyond frustrated I could scream.

At any given point will I get a freaking break and something go easy? Seriously. I am just about fed up.

Cross Roads

There is no going back now.

I was just asked if I want to go back to Austin. I said not now. I need to do this. I asked to revist the topic in one year. I was just given the opportunity to move home, and I turned it down.

Holy shit.

I need to do this- I need to learn to be on my own, make new friends, manage my finances, and live in a big city. I need this new adventure.

Holy shit.

Holy shit.

Y'all in Austin, sorry, but I have to do this for me.

hi honey... im HOME

Ok, so today I am happily ensconced in my office. MY office. My drive through, smells kind of weird Austin office. I am listening to music loudly, have an ABUNDANCE of diet coke, and am SMILING!

It feels so good to come back to my little office. I am sure that in a day or two people are going to be bugging the living crap out of me, but I am ok with that. I swear.

For now, I am working, typing, talking to my clients, and just generally in a FANTASTIC mood.

Life is good.