Have you ever been so in love and certain and warm and fuzzy that you thought you might explode?
I mean happiness. Truly happy. Well I have. And it was wonderful and I was pretty sure that it was going to last forever.
And then something happened. The worst part is that I don't know what that something was. Suddenly what was there...and solid...is gone.
So, I've got a pretty bad case of the dark and twistys as I fluctuate between seriously considering hopping in my car to try to figure this out....and knowing the right thing to do is nothing at all.
So, here I am. Still on the fence about where my life is going....only the one thing I was sure of is up and gone.
I'm not going to lie...part of me still has hope. But, hope or no hope, I'm going to keep living my life, not sit on the couch watching Grey's Anatomy and eating chocolate.
Well, maybe that will happen once or twice. But I won't let it be a habit. :)
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
The Quest for a Greater Metropolitan Area
Ok. So it's no big secret that my goal is to move back to Raleigh next year. Reasons are as follows:
1) I have had several "Get me to a greater metropolitan area immediately" moments. (If your name is not Anna Morgante, you probably have no idea what I'm talking about....unless I told you the story of course.)
2) My intention since before my internship was to live in Raleigh. You know, try my luck in the "big city".
3) I want to go to grad school and all the places I am interested in are in the Triangle.
4) I miss my (Raleigh) friends and all the cool stuff to do up there.
5) I am too damn liberal to live in New Bern.
So anyhow, I made this confession to share a story with you. I went to Raleigh for an interview. (Insert shocked gasp here if you ,like I , thought that Wake County was an impenetrable fortress into which no crazy mind control-resume sending power could penetrate.) It went well (I think) and I am, of course, hoping for a phone call to let me know one way or the other within the next two or three weeks.
Of course, now that I've written this blog...if I don't get the job, my humiliation will span far beyond the 3 dimensional people into cyberspace.
After the interview I got to hang out with Janine...(see aren't we cute)
and some of her friends....none of whom do I have a picture of. BUT, they pretty much look like this....
No? Don't believe me? Ok.
Anyhow...we go out to dinner/drinks/hang out on the patio while people watching in downtown Raleigh when amazing lady-waitress-type walks over and asks if we would like a menu. When given the affirmative she walks over with the menu, which she places on the table. Then, she proceeds to hand me a page-protected paper and asks me if I'd like to see something special.
"Only if it says, Dear Jen, you're gonna get a job next week."
Haha...required polite laughter...bahahawhah. "Well actually, it's just the specials menu....sorry."
Only a few minutes later she comes back with this
....custom made "specials" menu.
Meet reason number 6 I'm going to (someday) move back to Raleigh.
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Reasons not to move,
1) JTB favorites.
2)....who needs another reason?
1) I have had several "Get me to a greater metropolitan area immediately" moments. (If your name is not Anna Morgante, you probably have no idea what I'm talking about....unless I told you the story of course.)
2) My intention since before my internship was to live in Raleigh. You know, try my luck in the "big city".
3) I want to go to grad school and all the places I am interested in are in the Triangle.
4) I miss my (Raleigh) friends and all the cool stuff to do up there.
5) I am too damn liberal to live in New Bern.
So anyhow, I made this confession to share a story with you. I went to Raleigh for an interview. (Insert shocked gasp here if you ,like I , thought that Wake County was an impenetrable fortress into which no crazy mind control-resume sending power could penetrate.) It went well (I think) and I am, of course, hoping for a phone call to let me know one way or the other within the next two or three weeks.
Of course, now that I've written this blog...if I don't get the job, my humiliation will span far beyond the 3 dimensional people into cyberspace.
After the interview I got to hang out with Janine...(see aren't we cute)
and some of her friends....none of whom do I have a picture of. BUT, they pretty much look like this....
No? Don't believe me? Ok.
Anyhow...we go out to dinner/drinks/hang out on the patio while people watching in downtown Raleigh when amazing lady-waitress-type walks over and asks if we would like a menu. When given the affirmative she walks over with the menu, which she places on the table. Then, she proceeds to hand me a page-protected paper and asks me if I'd like to see something special.
"Only if it says, Dear Jen, you're gonna get a job next week."
Haha...required polite laughter...bahahawhah. "Well actually, it's just the specials menu....sorry."
Only a few minutes later she comes back with this
....custom made "specials" menu.
Meet reason number 6 I'm going to (someday) move back to Raleigh.
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Reasons not to move,
1) JTB favorites.
2)....who needs another reason?
Saturday, May 15, 2010
I'm going to Disney World! (oh yeah, Congrats Janine.)
I.Am.So.Excited. And by excited I mean "countdown on the calendar, reading reviews on the internet, using online maps to flag "places of interest", telling everyone who is standing still that I'm going to Disney World" excited.
I should probably mention that this entire trip was made possible by the four year toil of one, Janine Dube at an institution of higher learning.
But, in my defense, I am not the only one that is excited. I enter into evidence the following photos...
I have serious concerns that Orlando is not ready for the likes of us. I mean, in four years we have never taken a "real" vacation together, and this could be EPIC. EPIC I tell you.
To paint you a picture....the last time I went on vacation (with BFF Anna), I ended up kayaking with an alligator. This also occurred in Florida as luck would have it. And we ARE staying at the French Quarter resort where the theme is Mardi Gras...and gators. What a theme.
So, If I seem a little distracted over the next 20 days of school (is the year really almost over?!?!) It's because I've gone to the Enchanted Castle in my mind.
I should probably mention that this entire trip was made possible by the four year toil of one, Janine Dube at an institution of higher learning.
But, in my defense, I am not the only one that is excited. I enter into evidence the following photos...
To paint you a picture....the last time I went on vacation (with BFF Anna), I ended up kayaking with an alligator. This also occurred in Florida as luck would have it. And we ARE staying at the French Quarter resort where the theme is Mardi Gras...and gators. What a theme.
So, If I seem a little distracted over the next 20 days of school (is the year really almost over?!?!) It's because I've gone to the Enchanted Castle in my mind.
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