Just checking in
Just noticed I hadn't ranted or raved about anything in a few months, so it's about time.
Although I miss parts of Seattle very much, I'm really much happier down here in Cali. I love the sun and the smiles and the old retired people riding their bikes en masse to meet up at the morning coffee shops. There's a group that dresses up to the nines on Tuesday mornings and meets toward the back. That will be me one day. Heck, it's clearly me now, except for the dressing up and being in my 80s part.
But it's mostly about people. I know I can live anywhere if I have at least 10 people I love there. (So keep this in mind when you're trying to convince me to move later in life, eh?) Just about every night of the week, there's something I like to do, even if it's just going over for dinner or wine at a friend's house. I'm fortunate enough to be staying at John's house with Katherine, and love my grumpy roommates so much! I've got a new place picked out that we can move into at the end of the month, something in a cottage style apartment. And, bonus for me at least, it's walking distance (about a mile) to my work.
The darling and talented Karen has gotten my writing kick started again, by inviting me to go to her writer's group with her. Now I sit and ponder voice and emotional distance from the story. I think I had an epiphany last night thinking about Chaz' stories, and how I can see parts of him in all of his heroes that I've read so far. Yet I can't see myself in some of my own heroes, except for my Luddite story/retelling here. So clearly it's time to put me deeper into my own works. I need to figure out where it's okay to be emotive.
Also hitting yoga at least once a week. Last night Julie, Pony and I found a place that had perky yoga. Oh, the burn! I think I broke my bottom, but it's healing. Katherine will love this gal, I'm convinced. Then we went for mai tais on the way home, to balance all that good health with a little naughtiness.
Best of all, I can have the occasional evenings of sitting home, watching football games, and working on little handwork projects in perfect peace. Because they're a choice, those moments of peace and solitude, not the common state. Therefore they're splendid and precious.
Hi, my name is Jeannie, and I'm an extrovert.
Although I miss parts of Seattle very much, I'm really much happier down here in Cali. I love the sun and the smiles and the old retired people riding their bikes en masse to meet up at the morning coffee shops. There's a group that dresses up to the nines on Tuesday mornings and meets toward the back. That will be me one day. Heck, it's clearly me now, except for the dressing up and being in my 80s part.
But it's mostly about people. I know I can live anywhere if I have at least 10 people I love there. (So keep this in mind when you're trying to convince me to move later in life, eh?) Just about every night of the week, there's something I like to do, even if it's just going over for dinner or wine at a friend's house. I'm fortunate enough to be staying at John's house with Katherine, and love my grumpy roommates so much! I've got a new place picked out that we can move into at the end of the month, something in a cottage style apartment. And, bonus for me at least, it's walking distance (about a mile) to my work.
The darling and talented Karen has gotten my writing kick started again, by inviting me to go to her writer's group with her. Now I sit and ponder voice and emotional distance from the story. I think I had an epiphany last night thinking about Chaz' stories, and how I can see parts of him in all of his heroes that I've read so far. Yet I can't see myself in some of my own heroes, except for my Luddite story/retelling here. So clearly it's time to put me deeper into my own works. I need to figure out where it's okay to be emotive.
Also hitting yoga at least once a week. Last night Julie, Pony and I found a place that had perky yoga. Oh, the burn! I think I broke my bottom, but it's healing. Katherine will love this gal, I'm convinced. Then we went for mai tais on the way home, to balance all that good health with a little naughtiness.
Best of all, I can have the occasional evenings of sitting home, watching football games, and working on little handwork projects in perfect peace. Because they're a choice, those moments of peace and solitude, not the common state. Therefore they're splendid and precious.
Hi, my name is Jeannie, and I'm an extrovert.