Relocation @ MindSay

I escaped Arizona! Yes, my patient audience of stalkers and the limited few that have checked in on my exploits over the last year, I finally moved to Indy!

 

After a week, I'm on a job hunt with quite a few opportunities, so no worries there. However, I've been downgraded to dial up and hot spots :(. I feel like a crackhead stuck in Themiddleofnowhere, Utah.

 

I know I haven't blog in what seems like years but due to issues with past loves, I felt too restricted to share like I used to. Actually, I still do in a way, because you never know whom might be hacking your MySpace page(not that I go on there as I can never remember my password and I hear more Springer-ish tale all revolving around  that site than I should) and Googling you these days. 

BTW, if you Google, be aware that what you find may not be exactly what it appears to be. I stopped Googling awhile ago since it only leads to misunderstandings.

 

So, here I am about to begin a normal and mentally healthy social life again and I can't wait until things have settled down.

 

I don't know if I'll be blogging like I used to since I no longer live in Bizzaroland, Idiot Boy #1 has dropped off the face of the Earth yet again, and I no longer have contact with anyone that is into head games or any games for that matter. In other words folks, my life is about get happily average!

I did not get the job with Boys and Girls Club of Wisconsin Rapids, but had an interview with Newman Catholic schools in Wausau today. I am really hoping I get this job. Yes, I am speaking of relocating to Wausau again as things appear to be looking like John and I will be together again and hopefully for the long term. I am not just hoping for this job, but I have applied for a ton in the Wausau area and heard anything yet :(

Japan is completely disguisting.  No, I haven't been there before, and no, I don't want to go.  Everything that is Japan is utterly vile.  Anime, video games, whores that do that stupid ass slant-eye peace sign, fucked up hair, four-foot nothin' fashion sense, disguisting food, and crappy electrik music, ALL of that is everything I don't want, and do not want to be.



Except for that.  Do want.

Basically. 

Steven,

Go

Bi

Yourself.

Because.

You

Are

Bi,

Right?

guess what.. hubz..........

kind of opened up a can of worms when we went to ihop for dinner

about feeling torn about wanting to move back to ny...

I want him happy.. told him to pray about it and talk to me, and be honest.

I guess the trip home over Thanksgiving will either help the 'homesickness' or push it totally over the edge..

:: :: clicking her heels ( notice HEELS, not SNOW BOOTS) ::::

Honestly it would be a huge adjustment for SO very many reasons to move back to the cold north country...my career...my church family...but he has done so much to compromise for me...this whole thing with my back and leg...it's been hard on him.. I want him to have a vision for his future , a hope...we have done nothing but struggle for the last 8 years since we have been here, what with the battles and terrible violence with our son, to losing our trucking company, to my accident which has placed us in this little apartment rather than the house we were going to buy.

So, it has been hit after hit after hit... and even I have been saying that Autumn makes me nostalgic... homesick if you will... but deep in my heart I remember how much I hated wintertime up there... hated it.

I will have to be brave and figure it out, if he does come to me and says... Dawn.. I really do miss living at home so much that I want to go back there. I will have to shift my mentality, shift everything. I will have to check into what the certification/licensure process for my occupation is in NY and  hope against hope that I dont have to go back to school for anything, just transfer to NY and get licensed there.  Then...where do I work? Do I work for myself...

Oh.. Dawn..slow down.. you are getting ahead of yourself.. dont panic..

I love my  husband so much, and he does miss his family.

Gad! If I was given a choice to live in this crapola box of an apartment or move back there, I would choose this box, and you all know how much I loathe this cubicle that I live in right now.

So.. going to pray, give it to God to handle.. this is a biggie for me to give it over..and indeed I have asked and prayed for God to speak to hubz, for him to have a vision, etc...and for God to tell us where He wants us...so you get what you ask for.. something is stirring up in him... I just didnt think of this as part of the equation.

oh... and with my son in jail.. even tho I havent gone to visit him while he has been in jail, we are still only 20 miles from him. If we were to move back there, I dont think he could move back there if he is out of jail by then, because of his felony and being on probation... not that he is really a daily part of our life... to just leave him w/out family down here seems harsh doesnt it?

changing subject...
I had my bone density test today.. results should be within the week.

• Tomorrow morning I have my eye exam.
• Next week is my mammogram.
• oh.. and I wanted michael to win Project Runway, but Jeffrey really deserved it..he put together quite a show!
• The new top chef has some interesting persons on there..could be explosive!
• I knew AJ was going home, and I wanted to slap her silly when Tyra was talking to her on America's next top model and giving her critiques..with all of her eye rolling.. Grow up people.. these people are giving you priceless information to help your career! Doh!
  

Lotsa stuff going on.
Dawn

According to the ever-reliable Wikipedia, bilocation is "ostensibly supernatural act of appearing or being in two or more locations simultaneously".

I'd counter that it is neither 'super' nor 'natural' at all.  Yet somehow, in a manner of speaking, I am acheiving a state of bilocation.

How?  I'm currently living in two places at once.  (I know, I know - I'm taking liberty with the English language again - some people like to play with food, I like to play with words.)

Anticipating a bit of life chaos this month, I chose to deliberately overlap the start-time of my new lease two weeks over the end of my old lease to give me ample (too much?) time to move from one apartment to another.  It also turns out that my new place was kind enough to let me start moving in early without having to pay any additional pro-rated rent, so I've already started making trips between work shifts.

The positives are obvious - while moving is enough of a stressor on its own, I'm not feeling stressed about getting done on time.  The funny part, though, is that the more I move, the more anxious I am to move everything over as soon as possible so I can take up complete residence in my new place.  It's times like this that remind me just how impatient I can be - even now I want to skip out of work and go make some more rounds.

Ah, well - I'll get there when I get there.  I'm just experiencing the typical excitement of having a new place filled with the potential of laying it out just the way I want it to be.  It's going to be fun!  It also means I'll be recording my 25th edition of The RuckuS at my "brand new studio"...what dangers yet undiscovered lurk there for me?  I'm transferring over my cable/internet service tomorrow...that could be scary...

But the big question I have for you is this...

Who wants to send me a housewarming gift?

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Music: Just Another Girl (Live) by Pete Yorn