Where have I been? Well...
*sigh* It's so awesome when real estate agents call you at 9:49pm to give you a 3-hour timeblock they'll be there the next day and then don't show up... especially when you stay up til 2am talking to your mother and the agents' earliest arrival time was 9am, so you set your alarm for 8.
But the dogs actually wake you up at 7:48.
Awesome.
Really.
That aside, I'm in a remarkably cheerful mood today. I was smart enough not to cage the dogs after the first 45 minutes, and they just wanted to stay in and nap awhile anyway even after I opened the cage door, so I'm not irked about that. I started my laundry this morning regardless of visitors, and I'll just continue it with my nice coverlet now that I don't expect anyone to come by and consider the mismatched dog blankets over my naked mattress with thinly veiled horror.
I graduate with an MA in interaction design and game development in 10 days. Classes are over and projects must be finished and tied off in 8 days. Of projects, there are 3, and all are the sort I could keep fiddling with forever and probably not be satisfied-- portfolio website, Flash game and interactive story. I go between horrible nerves and the odd peace of knowing that it's just a milestone and if I'm honestly not happy yet by deadline I can in fact keep changing them later, because they're all mine.
Mom is coming here for back surgery again and will be here for my graduation, as well as to babysit the dogs when I (hopefully) travel for job interviews. I'm applying to jobs in more than one city, and Canada too; it's both extremely exciting and utterly nervewracking not being sure where I'll end up, out of several interesting options with unique combinations of friend density, costs of living and game studios.
Once I do move, with two dogs, I'll be a lot more rooted than I am now, as I will not leave them in outside care I have not thoroughly checked out. That's one of the scarier things about moving away from family and friends willing to keep them when I need to travel, odd as it may seem to someone else; since I am absolutely responsible for their welfare, I can't just put them in the first respectable-looking boarding kennel I find, walk away and feel remotely ok about it. There must be enough history between me and the caretakers that I can trust they haven't hired anyone abusive or lazy and neglectful. So, until I do find that-- or it's a close enough driving trip to bring the dogs for a long weekend-- I'll be staying in the city where I work.
Part of me hates all the uncertainty and longs for stability and security; part of me loves the limitless possibility and bright horizon. But either way, I can smell the air, and I think it tastes like freedom.
But the dogs actually wake you up at 7:48.
Awesome.
Really.
That aside, I'm in a remarkably cheerful mood today. I was smart enough not to cage the dogs after the first 45 minutes, and they just wanted to stay in and nap awhile anyway even after I opened the cage door, so I'm not irked about that. I started my laundry this morning regardless of visitors, and I'll just continue it with my nice coverlet now that I don't expect anyone to come by and consider the mismatched dog blankets over my naked mattress with thinly veiled horror.
I graduate with an MA in interaction design and game development in 10 days. Classes are over and projects must be finished and tied off in 8 days. Of projects, there are 3, and all are the sort I could keep fiddling with forever and probably not be satisfied-- portfolio website, Flash game and interactive story. I go between horrible nerves and the odd peace of knowing that it's just a milestone and if I'm honestly not happy yet by deadline I can in fact keep changing them later, because they're all mine.
Mom is coming here for back surgery again and will be here for my graduation, as well as to babysit the dogs when I (hopefully) travel for job interviews. I'm applying to jobs in more than one city, and Canada too; it's both extremely exciting and utterly nervewracking not being sure where I'll end up, out of several interesting options with unique combinations of friend density, costs of living and game studios.
Once I do move, with two dogs, I'll be a lot more rooted than I am now, as I will not leave them in outside care I have not thoroughly checked out. That's one of the scarier things about moving away from family and friends willing to keep them when I need to travel, odd as it may seem to someone else; since I am absolutely responsible for their welfare, I can't just put them in the first respectable-looking boarding kennel I find, walk away and feel remotely ok about it. There must be enough history between me and the caretakers that I can trust they haven't hired anyone abusive or lazy and neglectful. So, until I do find that-- or it's a close enough driving trip to bring the dogs for a long weekend-- I'll be staying in the city where I work.
Part of me hates all the uncertainty and longs for stability and security; part of me loves the limitless possibility and bright horizon. But either way, I can smell the air, and I think it tastes like freedom.