The last I left off, I was moaning and groaning about how much stuff I had, and the whole packing saga. I ranted about Ariel and her hoarding; she made it look cool in the movie but in reality so.much.stuff. is overwhelming when it comes to packing … or sometimes even in everyday life.
Anyway, I jumped in my (overflowing) car about 6 days after my goal leave date. I was on my own, well, Simon-Cat was my co-pilot, I shouldn’t discount his presence. It was a harrowing experience. The whole drive was fraught with danger – no seriously, one blown out tire, and 3 others that “should’ve blown out as well”, Simon-Cat’s Houdini escape during Chicago traffic and tornado winds in Montana. Not to mention, my previous (completely unrealistic and just plain stupid) plan to make it back to WA in 4 days. Oh, let’s not forget how I don’t like to drive. The title of my blog makes more sense everyday.
I got back in 7 days.
It was also filled with multiple meltdowns by Simon-Cat and me. Hotels that got worse and worse as the days dragged on; the second to last one had hallways littered with stains. I’m certain the staff simply gave up because one particular vomit stain was merely wiped up – I avoided this landing all together. And I know my stains, living with college students for 13 years means an extensive, albeit at times unnatural, educational experience. The Motel 6 was my last stop and with this one I used a tissue to utilize the remote control. Trust me, you would’ve done the same.
My brother says I will be proud of myself one day. I will look back and feel empowered by my 2,500 mile trek across a number of states. I’m not so sure about this. The jury is still out and I’ve yet to get that warm, fuzzy feeling of accomplishment.
When I got back I was able to rest for a whole 5 seconds before attempting to finish pulling together our 20th high school reunion. This too, came with a whole bundle of chaos and my already rattled nerves were shot by the end of the 2 1/2 weeks until event time. After which, I slept for DAYS. The rest of July was spent recovering from 2 1/2 months of stress, anxiety and the non-stop questioning of “did I make the right choice for Simon-Cat and me”? You see, Simon-Cat threw up at least once everyday for about a month. It was no fun. He still is more pukey than normal and his new nemesis is the garbage truck. He is not yet sold on being a Washingtonian.
August rolled around and I started to realize the freedom I now had since I’m no longer part of the higher ed world. It was nuts. I made plans for a weekend in August without checking 3 different calendars! Such a luxury – seriously, I’m not exaggerating. I’ve been involved in before school starts higher ed activities since my sophomore year of college. It was/is BIZARRE. Job searching also commenced. My original plan was to head over to a bigger city nearby but after spending time with my family, I am currently looking for options here in town along with our neighboring one. I like the idea of being closer even if the one further away has a Trader Joe’s. So far, my options are slim – even in the bigger city. This is a bit of a downer.
Which takes us to the last couple of weeks. It’s quite strange to be unemployed. I’m aimlessly going through the days and have become an official insomniac. There are a ton of complications from the outside world that come with not having a job; for instance, I don’t get a regular paycheck anymore. Boo! I miss this! Nor do I have medical insurance currently and guess what? Prescriptions are spendy! I kind of feel like I’m in a bounce house with a bunch of hooligan kids who enjoy making me lose my balance and fumble onto the floor and against the sides. This has happened before so I am literally familiar with the feeling!
During these last two weeks, I decided to officially become a LuLaRoe Fashion Consultant. I’m currently hanging out in the que (it takes about 4-6 weeks to become a consultant) but my mind is constantly swimming with ideas, doubts and excitement about this adventure. There are times when I can’t sleep (part of the aforementioned insomina) because I am putting outfits together in my brain utilizing this versatile clothing line along with pieces I already own. While I want to get started right now! I also realize the wait is good so I can get myself organized. I will be doing a full post on becoming a business owner and what this entails in the near future.
When I type all of this out, it seems like there has been a lot happening. And realistically, there has, but life is so up in the air that it’s hard to see where I’ve made progress and where I need to concentrate my efforts. One thing is absolute: I made the right decision to move back the great Pacific Northwest and to be with my family. I am still finding my way here, this much is true. Nevertheless, it is where I belong.
This here, is a recap of the last 3 months in a Reader’s Digest format. I know anecdotes (mostly humorous) will find their way into future posts as I seriously skimmed through a lot but this is a good start to returning to my love of writing and blogging. Happy to be back!