Post Wedding Trauma?
So, I'm back in Seattle. Yep, here I am. Ahem. So, what am I supposed to be doing here? Oh yeah, I've got to get a job. Right. Where are those private high schools? ? ????
The wedding was amazing, even if I do say so myself, but the reality of my life has hit me this week. I know that if I were still living in Atlanta everyday/weekend would not be so awesome, but it still is hard to absorb the reality that I now live in Seattle. The streets outside are not familiar to me. I don't know the sneaky backroads to avoid traffic. I don't know where the nearest damn Target is off the top of my head (thankfully I have an iPhone). Mostly, I have no idea what/where to go to get that job I should be able to find so easily. Don't tell me - I'll just flip out. I'll get there - somehow.
It's just that the busy summer of Burning Man is over. The hectic wedding in Atlanta planning is over. The weekend of debauchery with all the very familiar and awesome folks in Atlanta is over. Now I'm in Seattle. Not to say that the people I have met in Seattle are not the bomb diggety (b/c they are quite awesome, too), it's just that they aren't the I've-known-you-for-so-many-years familiar.
For me it is so easy to cut myself off here. I don't have to go outside at all (as evidenced by today). I have no obligations to keep except once a week to my chiropractor. I need structure people. I need a job to get structure. I need to stop whining and get on with it.
Ok - I'm getting on with it. Later!
The wedding was amazing, even if I do say so myself, but the reality of my life has hit me this week. I know that if I were still living in Atlanta everyday/weekend would not be so awesome, but it still is hard to absorb the reality that I now live in Seattle. The streets outside are not familiar to me. I don't know the sneaky backroads to avoid traffic. I don't know where the nearest damn Target is off the top of my head (thankfully I have an iPhone). Mostly, I have no idea what/where to go to get that job I should be able to find so easily. Don't tell me - I'll just flip out. I'll get there - somehow.
It's just that the busy summer of Burning Man is over. The hectic wedding in Atlanta planning is over. The weekend of debauchery with all the very familiar and awesome folks in Atlanta is over. Now I'm in Seattle. Not to say that the people I have met in Seattle are not the bomb diggety (b/c they are quite awesome, too), it's just that they aren't the I've-known-you-for-so-many-years familiar.
For me it is so easy to cut myself off here. I don't have to go outside at all (as evidenced by today). I have no obligations to keep except once a week to my chiropractor. I need structure people. I need a job to get structure. I need to stop whining and get on with it.
Ok - I'm getting on with it. Later!