I've no incredible news to report, but I've arrived at some good places. First of all, for the month of September I decided to boycott restaurants/bars and force my friends to hang out with me in alternate places, and the results have been very positive. You don't have to give your money to a food/drink establishment to have quality hang-out time, and this is a comforting fact. I was the "head chef" cooking for 12 people at a birthday dinner party last weekend, and the end result was so much better than going to a restaurant, regardless of how much easier the food would've been. I'm thinking of discouraging restaurant/bar usage on into October, just because the alternatives can be so much more fun, but of course it'll no longer be a "rule".
A nice change as well, I don't feel as achy as I did before about being alone. School being back in session has helped with this, but I think it also has to do with some maturation on my part. I've become more comfortable with myself in the last couple months and time of solitude has been on a higher level of enjoyment. Being in a new place has probably helped this, too, as there are always things to be done and artsy projects to embark on, and feeling more at home here has widened the inspiration spout for sure. It's become clearer and clearer to me, also, that as far as men are concerned, I most likely have not met "him" yet and regardless of if this is true, I need to chill the heck out. I'm not good at waiting, but this is practice I need. Practice is annoying but necessary. I have to remind myself of this daily with a multitude of other things that bring about growth and discipline. Growth+discipline=discomfort. Meh. Reality. I'm ok with this more and more.
What else what else what else? Oh, today I found out if I don't need to go through a certification process in order to get hired as a teacher in Illinois, which means if I can find a job in Chicago this Spring, they can hire me as is, and I'll have two years to do all the muckity-muck for the Illinois certification while I'm in the midst of teaching. This makes the future look a bit brighter, because face it, Texas: I love you, but I'm not meant to be here forever. I'm made up of Northern puzzle pieces. The nice thing is, on the flip side, I love my job here and don't mind staying as long as it takes to make things happen up there. I'm not going to run away. I'm going to plan a fantastic getaway, which might take some time. However, I'm hoping it doesn't take me more than 8 months. I'll keep you posted.
And oh man! Time has flown with titanium wings! I've got to get in the shower....going bowling in an hour. Yes, bowling.
p.s. the title of this post refers to a button my friend Dianna gave me in college. It has a little bunny on it and "Cute but psycho. Things even out." is what it says. She said it reminded her of me. Surprising? I think not.
