Two days left. Two days left for the Washington job opening. It closes Saturday.
Thoughts have flooded my head. On one side, the many of the what happens if I get the spot?
And, of course the other side, what if I don't?
Obviously, the odds are I won't, but, that doesn't mean I can't get it.
So, what happens if I do get it? I move on, and start my new life.
If I don't get it? Then I am still here, and figure my next move. Wait for another Washington/Idaho/Oregon store? I'd keep my eyes out. Maybe look further, into other states? Perhaps. Maybe look into that school, and that possible opportunity out here? Probably unlikely in the end, but, looking into it won't hurt.
Who knows how this will play out... well, I suppose if I read this back a few months from now, I will.
Hi future me! Did you get that thing I sent you?
Friday, March 11, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Strange Days
It's become a strange trend in my life. Just as soon s I'm completely sure of something, I get thrown a curveball.
After a very long time of not having anything to do, anyone to hang out with, in the last week, 3 of my 4 days off have been spent out with at least one friend. Which culminated in last nights show, and hang out afterwords until 4am.
It's the simplest of things, but, has always been the hardest to capture for myself.
After a very long time of not having anything to do, anyone to hang out with, in the last week, 3 of my 4 days off have been spent out with at least one friend. Which culminated in last nights show, and hang out afterwords until 4am.
It's the simplest of things, but, has always been the hardest to capture for myself.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Back to Life, What a Reality
The one positive about standing in a store, staring at a vast curtain is that it gives you plenty of time to think.
Which I'm not wanton for, but I accrue in bulk.
So I am now in month 2 of trying to move onto my new life.. and all of a sudden I have things to do out here, and some things back in my life that I'd miss when I leave.
Ain't life a bitch?
So, now I have so many ideas, many of them are not a viable option, or, viable yet at least.
So, I gather more knowledge, and wait, hoping choice #1 will actually come through, for once, and I can be on my way.
But, what if the wait + these feelings is yet another sign, telling me that I'm not making the right choice? That perhaps my "last choice" is my best choice, and what I should do?
Which I'm not wanton for, but I accrue in bulk.
So I am now in month 2 of trying to move onto my new life.. and all of a sudden I have things to do out here, and some things back in my life that I'd miss when I leave.
Ain't life a bitch?
So, now I have so many ideas, many of them are not a viable option, or, viable yet at least.
So, I gather more knowledge, and wait, hoping choice #1 will actually come through, for once, and I can be on my way.
But, what if the wait + these feelings is yet another sign, telling me that I'm not making the right choice? That perhaps my "last choice" is my best choice, and what I should do?
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