So there’s been a few things rearranged. I went down to visit Jason, Jason has come up to visit in MN again. I got to drag him way up North to meet relatives and get another photo of a silly MN landmark. Yay Paul Bunyan. I told people that Jason was my escort to make sure that I really did return to North Carolina for good. It’s official: I’VE MOVED. I slept in my own bed in my own room on Aug. 12.
Yes, you have missed out on a lot. Let’s see, there was the surprise 80s party for Bethany’s birthday, Dad has the boat painted and a hole in the barn, Naomi had her baby and I actually knitted booties for her new girl, my cousin in Alaska had her wedding, I also missed Mr. T’s wedding (an awesome hiking friend from 2004), I saw Modest Mouse in concert with my little brother Casey, Mom and I went to Halfway Jam, got to go backstage and meet some bands, we got our picture taken with on of the Georgia Satellite members, Mom and Dad also got to go up to Duluth and see huge sailing ships, Jason came with me for another Everclear concert, Jason and I also got to have a reunion with another awesome DA from Ice, Emily, at her family’s big 8-8-8 party, I took rosemaling classes and painted Mom’s doors to the kitchen and basement, Charity moved out and got her own place in Sauk Rapids, my poor little truck that I bought from Skittles died, I got CNA certified and started working in the nursing home which was really an out of the blue sort of thing. I told the nursing home I already had a month long trip planned in May to go visit Jason. Well, May came around and about that time I learned that one of my friends in NC was losing her room mate in July. I worked with her for the month of May while I was in NC and she used that time to convince me that I belong in Chapel Hill. It wasn’t too hard to convince me because Minnesota had three false ends to winter and when I was riding to the airport April 28 it was snowing. I arrived in the beautiful blooming South and it was so refreshing and there was so much to do and I was so happy to see everyone that I got to scheming. I went from winter to the beach with lots of people to meet and talk to. The beach was such a perfect time, there was hardly anyone else, the weather was cool and beautiful and it was just salted peacefulness. When it started sounding like a good idea to move I had to call home and let Mom and Dad talk me out of it but instead they were both excited for me and thought that it was a great opportunity. Really???
There was just too many good reasons to move down here. Not only am I closer to Jason, I only live 2 miles away, I am also within walking distance of the hospital (where I hope to find work, now that I’m CNA certified and all), the food co-op, farmer’s market, belly dancing lessons, aikido lessons, an Art Center (need to visit that), and just about everything; the apartment has a garbage disposal and dishwasher, I don’t need a car, rent is very reasonable, my room mate has the same sort of odd food tastes that I do, and all in all Chapel Hill is a very artsy place where I really hope to grow as an artist.
I’ve spent the past two weeks now filling out applications and waiting for a phone call with no luck. I even picked up an application for the grocery store. I got down tonight thinking of the frustrations of job hunting. Really, I’m not being picky. I applied first to where I wanted to work and then on down the line and I’ve heard zilch from everyone all around and rent is coming up. Welcome to real life, I guess. Still, it’s just money, no worries. Dreya is an artist herself and we enjoy brainstorming collaborative art projects together. We’ll see what happens. I left my portfolio at home to start new. Maybe that wasn’t such a good idea but most of my stuff in there is really old, and I have a lot of the images on my computer. I have been having a whole lot of fun dressing a lot more comfortably. It’s been so HOT here. My bike is together, most of my stuff is unpacked, my room is orderly, and today I started our first batch of sprouts. Dreya made kambucha and keifer. I was looking at my scrapbook today and realized that it’s time for a new scrapbook. Another chapter of my life is starting, I guess it’s official now. I wish I could get my act together and host a party. I might do that next weekend. We’ll see.