The Universe is talking.
So my car is broken... well, it was broken. And today it cost $321 to fix the bare-minimum. Replace the cheap broken bits and, you know, do some of those patch-it type jobs. Like instead of replacing the giant $400 part with the crack in it that was leaking, we'll just coat it with this stuff called conditioner and hope it stops leaking for a while. (I almost asked the mechanic "conditioner? I have some Herbal Essence at home can I use that?"). Anyway, it was frustrating because my parents paid my loan off which means I can now officially start saving for my BIG move, but then BAM $321 to the car. I couldn't help but think it was the universe's way of saying "we're not going to let you save for this move because we're not going to let you do the move."
But then I get home and I've gotten two PAID comedy gigs offered to me. So in 4 hours I have booked sets that will earn back $250 of the $321. Not bad. And of course, it's that fact that it's comedy money that makes me most happy - and the fact that the gigs came from 2 of the best pros in the province. Both these guys asked ME to open for them. It's freakin awesome!!!
And then I called the city to get a parking pass for downtown and I confirm the price.
Me:"The website says it's $60 for the year?"
Parking permit lady: "Yes but it's pro-rated. The permit year ends May 1st and so you'll pay $45.00 and renew then."
Ironic that the permit expires the day I am scheduled to move to Lalaland!
So the car broke, big deal. The universe is telling me I have an old car. The universe is also telling me that it will make sure I get to move. :-)
In other news, I had a..... moment. A bad one.
Got DRUNK Saturday and drunk-emailed Jack. I wish that my keyboard had a breathalizer thingy hook up to it and made me blow in it anytime I tried to use the computer after midnight. Shouldn't that be mandatory in this day and age?!
I wished him a Happy Anniversary because we'd been broken up exactly 1 month. I said I hoped his life had gotten exponentially better without me in it and he was deliriously happy otherwise it was all for nothing.
When I woke up the next morning I had a vague recollection of what I had done and I was mortified and angry at myself. But he wrote back and well.... surprised the hell out of me.
He said he wasn't happier or better off and that I'd left a hole in him and he missed me and thought of me every day.
Wow. I didn't see THAT coming.
He also told me that he is very glad I am finally taking the leap and moving. He said "You really need to give it your all, because you have enough talent (and hotness) to make it there. It's a tough town, and a merciless business down there. But you're a tough girl, with a lot to offer."
Anyway he said a lot of other stuff that made me feel really good but it also made me very sad because I still love him immensely and there is no going back.
Maybe when I am in my new life and incredibly successful at everything I am going there to do, I will thank him for setting me free so I could do it. Maybe. Until then.... I just miss him and mourn what we had.
But then I get home and I've gotten two PAID comedy gigs offered to me. So in 4 hours I have booked sets that will earn back $250 of the $321. Not bad. And of course, it's that fact that it's comedy money that makes me most happy - and the fact that the gigs came from 2 of the best pros in the province. Both these guys asked ME to open for them. It's freakin awesome!!!
And then I called the city to get a parking pass for downtown and I confirm the price.
Me:"The website says it's $60 for the year?"
Parking permit lady: "Yes but it's pro-rated. The permit year ends May 1st and so you'll pay $45.00 and renew then."
Ironic that the permit expires the day I am scheduled to move to Lalaland!
So the car broke, big deal. The universe is telling me I have an old car. The universe is also telling me that it will make sure I get to move. :-)
In other news, I had a..... moment. A bad one.
Got DRUNK Saturday and drunk-emailed Jack. I wish that my keyboard had a breathalizer thingy hook up to it and made me blow in it anytime I tried to use the computer after midnight. Shouldn't that be mandatory in this day and age?!
I wished him a Happy Anniversary because we'd been broken up exactly 1 month. I said I hoped his life had gotten exponentially better without me in it and he was deliriously happy otherwise it was all for nothing.
When I woke up the next morning I had a vague recollection of what I had done and I was mortified and angry at myself. But he wrote back and well.... surprised the hell out of me.
He said he wasn't happier or better off and that I'd left a hole in him and he missed me and thought of me every day.
Wow. I didn't see THAT coming.
He also told me that he is very glad I am finally taking the leap and moving. He said "You really need to give it your all, because you have enough talent (and hotness) to make it there. It's a tough town, and a merciless business down there. But you're a tough girl, with a lot to offer."
Anyway he said a lot of other stuff that made me feel really good but it also made me very sad because I still love him immensely and there is no going back.
Maybe when I am in my new life and incredibly successful at everything I am going there to do, I will thank him for setting me free so I could do it. Maybe. Until then.... I just miss him and mourn what we had.