It has been awhile, blog-land. And I considered starting a new blog as I am amidst transitions in my life and it made sense just to start over since it has been so long. But I decided to keep with this one. Not because I think that I am a phenomenal writer, or that anyone is reading or dieing with anticipation to hear about how things are going for me, but because this is a way to chart my personal growth, my productivity, my progress. This is for me.
SO, I moved to Eugene, Oregon! I have been here for two weeks now. I moved here alone. No, I don't have a job here or a lover here or a reason, really, to be here. Accept, why the hell not? I don't have kids. I am single. I am in my late twenties and I am open to adventure, possibilities, magic and beauty. I am unbound in everyway. Sign me up! I had been interested in Oregon and had the sense that my next move would be north. I felt drawn here for sometime. But, with jobs and friends and family and lovers, a few years went by. So, I decided if not now...then when?
SO. Here I am. Wait, here I am? I know no one? I don't have a job? FUCK.
Actually, I am making my way. I have made a few friends and have enjoyed exploring. Biking in Eugene is great with such beautiful streets all lined by big, marvelous old trees that arch overhead. And the colors! WOW! I realized...I have NEVER lived in a place that really exemplified fall, bursting with warmth and beauty. I have become a leaf-collecting-mad-person! I find myself uncontrollably pulling over and hopping off my bike to marvel at the fallen leaves and their brilliancy. Today, I swirved off the road today to take a gander at this row of four established trees that glowed a bright, warm orange in their centers and radiated a deep burgundy outward. A scruffy older man walked past me and grumped, obviously confused as to why I had stopped dead in my tracks. I didn't care, I was in awe of the spectacle before me.
Finding a job, however, has proven more difficult. I have been bartending and serving for over 8 years. My last two jobs I was hired, without either barely interviewing me,based purely on the reputation I had earned of being genuinely hard-working, creatively inspired, and experienced. I had, of course, heard that Oregon was a place notoriously difficult to score a job. But, dang....really? I am about to head over to Applebees for their 'Hiring Bonanza!' Oh, God. Please help me. Or at least wish me luck.
