Hello Check Up
I’ve been silent lately, posting other people’s words, photos and inspiration.
It’s not because I don’t have much to say, more like too much.
I’m one who has to sit with things, percolate, observe their shape and density before I can articulate them into life.
The synopsis goes a little something like this:
I moved to a new place, which created a void, grand canyon style. I love the clawfoot tub, hardwood floors and high ceilings but there isn’t quite enough room for my things and my new roommate and her dog are no match to Heather and Annie. I’m left with lots of boxes and a broken, lonely heart.
Also naps and Netflix.
I’m contracting on a global campaign and have been promised a full-time position at the close, but I have no idea what that looks like or if I want to accept. I have a few bites in Dallas, a third interview with a major company in Chicago tomorrow and flying to Seattle on Sunday for a dream job interview. Who knows how it will all flush out, for now I have to kick ass and hope for the best.
Hasn’t changed much. Lots of coffees, dinners and concerts with friends. Not calling my parents enough, not cleaning my car or taking out the trash in a timely fashion. Oh yeah, and I dyed my hair red.
What love? A little Texas two-stepping, a lot of gin and a few drunk texts/FB messages I wish I could take back.
I have an extremely difficult time with vulnerability. No really, it’s a problem. If I have an inklings of interest or emotional attachment I sure as shit sabotage, either by running away or shapeshifting into an awkward, unintelligible moron.
I was having coffee with a friend today and we dove into one of our deep life universe conversations, like we do. I was explaining to her I don’t understand how relationships work since it’s been so long since I’ve attempted one, but I’m interested from a sociological perspective. She laughed at me. Then she laughed some more. Then she pointed out that I can’t know unless I do. And I can’t do unless I’m open to the possibility, the laws of attraction something something I don’t know there was a bird outside the window.
In sum, transition is my first, middle and last name. Thanks for hanging in there with me, thanks for being smart, talented and inspiring.
Y’all look really pretty today.