It’s good to be 8, but hard to be 28

My nephew is spending the night here for the last time while I’m here. :(  We had a good day though. Went to the bouncy castle place, went shopping for swim trunks, ate McDonalds and he swam in the lake for an hour. And he got to play with our neighbor’s great-grandkids, one of whom is his best friend. It’s good to be 8. Tomorrow we’re having lunch with my mom at her office and then hitting up Costco.

He’s such a good kid. I’m really going to miss him. We talked about me leaving and he’s sad. Says he won’t see me very much. Makes me so sad. I love him so much, but I have to go. I have to focus on my life now but I can’t help but feel guilty. I’m his only aunt and I’m basically helping my parents around the house full-time. I’m going to miss him, my parents and my cat. And throw in a few friends, but that’s about it. I won’t miss the rain, the lack of motivation in this city, or the snobby legal community.

This will always be home but it’s time for me to go make a new home for myself, if that makes sense. I tend to be pessimistic about life changes, and I’m trying really hard not to be. I keep thinking of what I’m leaving behind instead of thinking about what is ahead. And that’s not a good attitude. I know that I’m supposed to leave. I know I’m supposed to be doing this. There is so much potential in MC. New friends, a job (hopefully),  new boys, a new place to live, new experiences, etc, etc. And throw in the beach There’s not much here but the family and a few friends, and resentment at my life not going in the direction I want it to go. And there’s no job here. And there’s a whole world out there that I want to experience. I just don’t want to get to my new apartment and be stuck mentally here. I’ve grown so comfortable here and I’m in a rut. And I know I need to get out, but it also scares me. Argh. I know I’m repeating myself here over and over again.

Off to eat some blue corn tortilla chips and try to think about all the great things in MC.

And did I mention the boy from Vegas has been texting me? In my last text I wrote, “Keep in touch”, and he wrote back, “You know I will ) That’s good right!?

Hot hot hot

I am so hot. Its like 90 degrees. And it’s not fun. It’s not dry heat and it’s not humid, but it is still  uncomfortable. I guess I should get used to this as I’m moving to MC. Yep, I found a place! This girl I had been in contact with a few weeks ago re-contacted me this week and we worked out the details. My cousin checked it out and said it looked cool. It’s a good area, has gated parking and a pool. And it’s a small unit and everyone hangs out, so I’m excited for that. Now I just have to get down there. Most likely my brother and I will drive down in a couple weeks. I am nervous and kinda freaked out, but I’ll blog about that later. Too hot right now.

I saw “Definitely, Maybe” last night. It was pretty cute.  Didn’t really make me hate my singleness so that’s good.

Friday night I had some drinks with my friend P. He’s married and totally not my type, but I think I’m his. Sometimes he’s a bit “pervy” and comes across as he’s interested in me, but I just ignore him when he acts like that. He’s told my friend J that if he wasn’t married he’d be all over me.  I try not to hang out with him one on one for that very reason, but Friday it just happened to work out like that. Luckily it went ok and I made sure to talk about the kid from Vegas. Who texted me Friday night and then didn’t write back after I wrote him back. Kids are so fickle!

Where’s Jason?

Today has been a crap day. Stupid Friday the 13th really lived up to its hype for me.

First, my hair colorist didn’t color my roots. Which is what I went in for. Instead, they colored the rest of my hair, which also needed doing, but what is the point of a foil if you don’t color the roots? So they told me to come back in about a week and they’ll touch up the roots for free. And they threw in a bottle of expensive conditioner (Kerastase). So I guess it worked out, but I wasn’t happy for about 4 of the hours I was sitting there today. My hair cut turned out great, so I was happy about that.

And then I got home to find the email I had been dreading. I found this apartment on craigslist in MC the other night and it’s perfect. The girl is renting out the other rbedroom in her apartment, and it has a separate bathroom. It has a balcony, fireplace, undercover gated parking, a rooftop pool and is in the perfect (and I mean perfect) location. Also, the rent is about what I expected to pay and everyone in the building is my age. We have been emailing all week, exchanged phone numbers and myspace.com links. She seems completely normal and cool. My cousin took time out of her crazy, busy life to go look at the apartment yesterday and told me how fabulous it was. The girl even emailed me to tell me how great my cousin was and that she would be following up with me today.  Today, I get an email telling me that I seem great, etc., but that she doesn’t want to rent to me because she hasn’t met me in person. Which I understand, because after all, I was going to rent a place unseen and with a girl I’ve never met. But what I don’t understand is why wait until today to tell me? She knew I wasn’t living in the area, she met my cousin, sent me pictures of the apartment, and emailed me all week. Why waste my time and my cousin’s time to decide this today? I’m just so bummed. This is the second apartment that hasn’t worked out, and I just don’t even want to look anymore. I can’t find a job, the job listings are getting smaller by the day, and now I have to start over looking for an apartment in a city full of weirdos. I’m just over it. Nothing seems to be working out here or there, and I don’t know what to do. I was so looking forward to moving out in about 2 weeks and driving down to start my new life. And now I’m stuck here at home for who knows how much longer. And honestly, I’m getting really, really sick of it. I don’t know what to do. It was the perfect apartment, and I guess that when things seem to be good to be true, they are. I even emailed her back and asked if there was anything I could do to change her mind. She hasn’t answered, and I doubt there is anything that will change her mind.

So, where’s Jason? Send him on in…

Thanks, brain

So now that I’m an official workout-aholic, my brain has decided I only need about 6.5-7 hours of sleep a night. I usually get 9. But for the last few nights, I haven’t been able to sleep until at least 1:30 or 2am, and then I’m awake and roaring to go around 8. Except today, I was up at 7:15!! I should be more tired than I am. It’s odd. I guess my body is in sync and knows what’s best though.

I’m going to get my hair foiled today. Hello new blonde, freshly cut hair. Can’t wait.

I got a random email from this girl who wants the 411 on my law school. I gave it to her, completely honest. Not that I went to a bad school, but there were definitely bad things about it and I’m still reaping the effects these days. I wish someone had been as honest with me before I went. Might have saved myself thousands of dollars. Oh well, live and learn.

Things are still in the planning stages regarding moving to MC. I think that it may be very, very soon that I shall pack up my little Honda and drive down. Which is scary and freaking me out, but I also can’t wait to go and finally start living my life!

Viva la what?

So Vegas is next week. I’ve been tanning, bleaching my teeth and working out about five times a week. This bod better be ready for the pool and bikini! And I’m also getting my hair did on Friday. Oh snap!

But there is still drama. My friend T still wants to go to this pool party and pay a minimum of 80 bucks. And she wants to go out clubbing and out to dinner. Argh. I really don’t want to go to the pool party, but I don’t want to sound like a whiner either. And if they all go, what will I do? Stay at my own pool? My friend M and her entourage are arriving that day (Friday) and she said I could up with them, but they don’t get in until later. I could just wander around I suppose, but that’s not fun. And we plan on doing that Thursday. I may have to break down and go to this pool party. I just hope they don’t get a cabana because if they do, the price will skyrocket. It just seems stupid to me to pay money when I have a perfectly fine pool at my own hotel.

And the weather here still sucks. I swear there is no such thing as global warming! Well, at least where I live

And there is something at work regarding MC, but I don’t want to jinx myself!!

Dilemma

So I want to move to MC, like tomorrow, but I can’t. Why not? Because I don’t have a job. And I can’t get a job without living there. So I don’t know what to do. I’m using my cousin’s address down there on my resume, but that’s still enticing prospective employers to call me and invite me for an interview. I’m just so ready to move and start my “new” life down there. All the apartments I look at want employed residents. Which I understand, but it is still frustrating. And I can’t move without having money. And I don’t have a ton lying around waiting to be used for a move. And the worst part is everyone keeps asking me when I’m moving. I know they’re just interested, but c’mon people, I will tell you when I’m moving!

Anyone have any suggestions?

Not much new…

Not much new is going on here. My nephew spent the night Sunday since yesterday was a holiday. We didn’t do much, but we did see Indiana Jones 4 yesterday. We both really liked it. Harrison Ford has still got it. He looked hot for someone my dad’s age. At the theater, I ran into a law school friend who was visiting our fair city with his family. His wife is from here and went to a rival high school. Pretty random, but nice to see them again. I’ve been trolling the internet looking for jobs in MC. I just hope something works out sooner than later. The temp agency wanted me to go back to the firm I worked at last week and I said no. They were the most miserable, rude, disorganized group of attorneys I’ve ever worked for. The only nice person was the receptionist who is quitting this week. It’s not worth the little amount of money I’d make to get talked down to and treated rudely. I’d rather sleep in and work out.

Weatherwise, it’s still nice but could be a tad warmer.

OH and did I mention I’m going to Vegas! I cannot wait!! It’s for a bachelorette party/law school reunion/celebrating passing the bar exams. Only 3 weeks til a weekend of debauchery is in order…

Gone Breezy Gone

So tomorrow I’m headed to Major City for some fun in the sun with my cousin and to look for jobs. Hence, I won’t be posting for about 10 days people! I’m not taking my computer nor do I want anyone in the fam to find out about my blog. So have yourselves a great week or so and I’ll catch ya when I get back!

Kill me now

So Tuesday started off with slight sore throat, but I ignored it and went to the gym anyways. And was rewarded by seeing the same hot guy that I saw last week. So hot! However, by the time I got home and my endorphins had died down, my sore throat was back with a vengeance. And it just got worse from there. By Wednesday I wanted to die. It seems the flu shot I got earlier this year failed in its purpose. It’s only purpose! Argh. Oh well, at least my body delayed this horrible illness until after the bar was over.

Now its Friday night and my head is the only part of my body that I wish to cut off. The body aches and nausea are gone, but the never ending stuffy nose and headaches are here to stay. Until at least tomorrow I hope…

I had so much planned for this week too! I was supposed to go shopping, look for jobs, get some *work done (girly stuff) and have my nephew for the night and finally go out with friends and drink some booze! Grrrr! Now I’m going to have cram the first three into 2 days. I also wanted to work out a ton, partly to see my hot boy, and partly to prepare for my trip to Major City next week. Yes, I’m going to Major City for 9 days to visit my cousin and look for jobs. I just hope my head doesn’t blow up on the plane…

No thanks

Well, it’s over. It wasn’t as tiring as last year, but I still feel like I was hit by a train. I’m so tired, it’s like I have the flu but I don’t.

I got to see a friend from law school whom I haven’t seen in almost 2 years. It was good to see him–he also took the bar. But I totally got the I-like-you-let’s-hook-up vibe. We went out to dinner and had a couple drinks. Now, he’s a good looking, nice guy. But I’m sooo not interested. Why? Let’s see, he’s almost 40, lives at home, is foreign, divorced, and I feel bad for saying this, but he’s failed the bar 3 times. Now, I probably failed so I can’t really judge him. But with all of the combined factors plus a few others, its just not going to happen. And it’s like, why does he have to even go there? We’ve never, ever, had any kind of attraction before. We went to law school for 3 years together and he was a good friend. We weren’t super close or anything, but just because I’m being nice to him and hope to see him when I move to Major City, doesn’t mean that I “like” him. Ugh. So now I’m guessing next time I see him there’s going to be weirdness.

In other news, I watched my friend’s kids today while she had to run errands. They are 5 and 2, and never stopped moving. The whole time. They’re great kids, but man, they wore me out. It sucks because she is moving to Utah on Monday and I probably won’t see her for awhile. Not that I’ve seen her all that much in the last year or so, but she’s still one of my to-the-end friends. We’ve been friends since we were 13 and although we’ve lived far apart since the time we’ve been 18, I’m still going to miss her. It just sucks. Most of my friends are scattered all over the country and world, and I hate that. But at the same time, I’m moving away too. I just wish I could live in Major City, but still have all my dear friends close to me.

And I’m still obsessed with In Treatment. It’s such an emotional show. Go watch it!