Rebellious thoughts.
I had a pretty fantastic trip home this past weekend. We flew in Thursday night and flew back home Tuesday. The past two trips home I was dying to get back to VA after the first 2 days or so but this time I didn't want to leave. And I still wish I was back home right now and not up here. I like the friends I have up here and all but I'm at a point where I don't quite see myself at my current job for the next 25 years of my life. And if I decide not to stay with this job I want to go back home! I moved up here to be closer to my mother. But I only see her once a month, really. And for that I could just fly up here on the holidays rather than fly to Miami every 3 months like I do now. That is not cheap! It's def putting a big dent in my savings.
I miss the familiar faces of home. It's weird being surrounded by strangers and knowing that it will never change. There is no room to make friends outside of work. That's what happens when you grow up - your best friends end up being people you work with (if you don't live where you grew up and have pre-existing besties). I don't like that my best friends are a million miles ($500 and a 2.5 hour plane ride) away. Life is about the people you spend it with. Right now I don't have people to spend it with besides Ralph. :( I feel like I'm missing out on life.
I'm not saying that I regret moving up here. It was a life experience - it was different and i got to see another side of life. But I feel like my life is incomplete without being close to the people who are important to me. My dad is 50 already - and if I'm lucky he will live to be 100. But I don't want to take him being around for granted. I have a little sister who gets bigger and bigger every time I see her - but I want her to have memories of growing up with her brother and sister. Right now she's kind of an only child. Me and my brother live a long ways away and only see her a handful of times a year.
I totally took for granted time that I should have been spending with my ladyface. And I miss seeing Janerys every day.
In short - if my job doesn't suddenly become so amazing "that i couldn't possibly walk away from it" in the next 6 months, I may be convincing Ralph to move our behinds back home. There are federal jobs in Miami - audit, accounting, you name it. Which I also think I will be moving myself to another career track if I don't keep this audit job. There are federal careers that don't entail boring desk jobs! My social tendencies and innate creativity are suffocating behind a desk.
Speaking of career changes I am soooo excited to enroll in the Wilton cake decorating courses either this month or next month. Once I learn the basics, expect me to be making cakes and cupcakes for every event you invite me too. lol Practice is the only way to excel as a decorator. The more things I make, the more people can taste my yummy treats and potentially recommend my services to their family and friends! I can make business cards and a website with pictures of my creations so potential clients can see the goods! Some of the biggest cake shops around started off as people who were baking as a side job, and the side job started making them more money than their real job - the next thing you know they were so busy that they had to quit their job, hire help, and eventually open their own shop. Anyway, that is my big dream for now. I want to be amazing at making cakes, cupcakes, chocolate, and pastries.
TTFN!