The Next Adventure is Ahead
I wish I didn't get out of the habit of writing in my Livejournal years ago.
I'm moving to Portland, OR this month.
Last year my main squeeze J moved to New York City. It broke my heart and I was scared it would be too sad to handle. He wanted me to come with, but I know I wouldn't be happy there. You can't move somewhere just because you're in love, especially not somewhere like New York. I feel like we've handled it really well and are in a pretty good place, almost a year later. Life surprises you.
My sidekick Jimmy and his partner Alison moved to Portland in the same week. It was always my intention to do that with them (J too until he got a scholarship to the New School), but it wasn't time for me to leave when they went. Over the next few months, I solidified my decision to make it out there at some point. I didn't think it would take this long, but I'm so excited to finally be making this move.
But scared too. I've never lived that far from my family in Michigan. And I'll have to learn a whole new city. And how will Rascal adjust? I'll be a lot farther from J. Everyone asks me if I have a job lined up out there. Nope.
On the whole, the last three years or so have been stressful and I have slowly become a whiny, mildly depressed, and even kind of anxious person. It all started with getting fired, and the subsequent being unable to find a meaningful job that makes me use my brain and provides anything resembling financial stability, and it's really hard not to feel like a victim. A few times I've decided I'm not going to be like that anymore, I'll try harder, I'll decide to be in a good mood. May has been my most successful month so far, but I still feel like an Eeyore a lot of the time.
June 2012, everything turns around. It's going to be amazing. I reffed my final Midwest Brewhaha in Milwaukee, where I got to see lots of friends, took a few new people under my wing, made out with someone, got to NSO, danced, and met JC's new girlfriend, who I couldn't approve of more. June 6-19 the Stuttgart Valley Rollergirlz are bringing me to Germany to teach two officiating clinics. It is literally a dream come true. I'll teach two weekends in a row, and the week in between, Riff took off of work so we can spend time together. I can't even believe it's actually happening. A free, roller derby-related trip to Europe, specifically to my sweetheart's town. Unbelievable. When I get back, I'll pack up my stuff, and drive to Portland. My friend Charlie has a minivan, endless free time, and a desire for a road trip, so he offered to help me move. J is spending the month of July in Portland, so he'll either drive with us, or fly there the same time I arrive. So many good things. Finally.
I'm moving to Portland, OR this month.
Last year my main squeeze J moved to New York City. It broke my heart and I was scared it would be too sad to handle. He wanted me to come with, but I know I wouldn't be happy there. You can't move somewhere just because you're in love, especially not somewhere like New York. I feel like we've handled it really well and are in a pretty good place, almost a year later. Life surprises you.
My sidekick Jimmy and his partner Alison moved to Portland in the same week. It was always my intention to do that with them (J too until he got a scholarship to the New School), but it wasn't time for me to leave when they went. Over the next few months, I solidified my decision to make it out there at some point. I didn't think it would take this long, but I'm so excited to finally be making this move.
But scared too. I've never lived that far from my family in Michigan. And I'll have to learn a whole new city. And how will Rascal adjust? I'll be a lot farther from J. Everyone asks me if I have a job lined up out there. Nope.
On the whole, the last three years or so have been stressful and I have slowly become a whiny, mildly depressed, and even kind of anxious person. It all started with getting fired, and the subsequent being unable to find a meaningful job that makes me use my brain and provides anything resembling financial stability, and it's really hard not to feel like a victim. A few times I've decided I'm not going to be like that anymore, I'll try harder, I'll decide to be in a good mood. May has been my most successful month so far, but I still feel like an Eeyore a lot of the time.
June 2012, everything turns around. It's going to be amazing. I reffed my final Midwest Brewhaha in Milwaukee, where I got to see lots of friends, took a few new people under my wing, made out with someone, got to NSO, danced, and met JC's new girlfriend, who I couldn't approve of more. June 6-19 the Stuttgart Valley Rollergirlz are bringing me to Germany to teach two officiating clinics. It is literally a dream come true. I'll teach two weekends in a row, and the week in between, Riff took off of work so we can spend time together. I can't even believe it's actually happening. A free, roller derby-related trip to Europe, specifically to my sweetheart's town. Unbelievable. When I get back, I'll pack up my stuff, and drive to Portland. My friend Charlie has a minivan, endless free time, and a desire for a road trip, so he offered to help me move. J is spending the month of July in Portland, so he'll either drive with us, or fly there the same time I arrive. So many good things. Finally.