PIC OF THE DAY!
Photo prompt=WHERE I GO TO THINK. This is a park in Rome called Villa Borghese. Whenever I travel I like to find places to either run or take a wonderful walk. I have done much of my thinking in the mornings on my trips in these kinds of settings.
TODAY…
1. Thankful to see good friends at holiday parties.
2. Thankful to reconnect with an old friend who was driving cross-country yesterday and called
3. Thankful for my trusty laptop…my window to the world, it seems.
4. Kicking around some major blog ideas–thankful for those
5. So thankful for sunshine.
What have I done? I’ve created a monster with my hair! You should see my bangs. Now that I’ve gotten comfortable with the fact that I’ve chopped a whole section of my own hair into short pieces, I’ve been trimming like a mo fo! I think it looks okay, but then every time I look in the mirror I see an uneven piece, so I have to chop at it. And that in turn seems to make another piece look uneven, so I have to chop at that too. And so on and so on…
Now instead of wispy fringes of hair around my eyes I have blunt, chopped BANGS. It’s fine and I like it, but it is a very striking contrast from what it used to be. I’ll post pix to friends only when I have a good example to show you.
Trace and Jay took pix at their party last night, so maybe one of those?
They had a really nice party. I see some of these friends only once a year at their party. And it’s such an interesting crowd. There’s a girl who I see every year who came alone the first year (like me), met a guy and brought him the second year (me too), engaged the following year (same here, but he didn’t come with me), and this year we both came solo. I liked her fiance too. He apparently freaked out right before their wedding.
So it’s going around here.
The rest of the crowd seems to always be gay, gay-ish or asexual couples, and I sometimes scratch my head at that. It’s like a crowd of Ernie and Berts.
Trace and Jay are a very unusual couple in that they’ve been together for 17+ years and have been threatening to break up and date other people for as long as I’ve known them (7 years or so). Thing is, they are the cutest couple and are each others best friend. I can’t imagine them breaking up, and yet, I can’t imagine them in an affectionate, really romantic relationship either.
I don’t get it. A party full of frustrated souls. But then, that’s just me, I guess. Everyone else seems perfectly happy in their own situation. It’s my problem if I try to figure everyone else out when I don’t even have myself figured out.
Regardless of all that, the party was really nice–great conversations, great people, great food. I was one of the last ones standing, and it was fun to stay late and just laugh and laugh with T & J and another couple. Especially since I’d been pent up in my loft all day with only myself to talk with.
They sent me home with a pile of cookies and the bottle of wine I’d brought that didn’t get consumed.
I find myself sleeping in later and later lately and that frustrates me. I like getting up early and getting things done in the morning when I have the energy. The longer I stay in this place, the more I’m ready to get out of here. I am anxious at this stage, but there’s so much to get done.
When I got home last night there was a note on the elevator that said there were free moving boxes at a loft on my floor. I was excited because it was perfect timing! But it was also almost 2am, so when I walked over to the loft there were none left. I could hear a party going on in another loft and I almost walked right in, but I was tired.
I was so tired I could barely peel my jeans off my legs and my contacts out of my eyeballs and fall into bed.
Now I need to get boxes. Bluh.
I’m skipping church. Again. Like I’ve done for about six weeks. I don’t want people asking if I’ve been traveling for work. Most don’t know I’ve been out of work all this time.
I also feel like the pathetic single girl in church who used to come with her fiance and now I sadly come alone. The other thing about church is that it sometimes makes me so emotional that I cry…which only compounds the pathetic single girl image.
Maybe it’s time for a new church, too?
Seriously, most of the time I’m wishing for a complete and utter CHANGE. Like a new job in a new city and a whole fresh new start. A do over. I’m pretty good with those.
But I can also do it here. This city is definitely big enough. So if I can get this gig with this factory and do it well, and get this nonprofit thing under my belt, I will have my consulting business started. The other changes can take place as well. New place to live will be easy once I get the ball rolling. There are always new places to hang, new organizations to be involved with, and plenty of new faces. I can do it here for sure.
The future is certainly going to be what I make it.
Today I need to do a BUNCH of stuff to get ready for the week ahead. It’s Christmas and winter and I can’t even believe it’s here already.
What the hell am I going to do for New Years??? I don’t even know. I’d thought about having a party, but I’ve already torn this place apart, so that’s a no-go. Hmmmmm.
Time to make some more progress.
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