A Moving Adventure and a Short Respite

The moving is 95% complete. I still have a few boxes and a bicycle lingering at the old house, but as far as all the big stuff the work is done. Of course, that was no thanks to the U-Haul I rented and never appeared (and still waiting for the $50 compensation that U-Haul promises when equipment rented is not available, but that's another story). It was a whole mess, but as I told my parents, we are from hearty stock so we got the job done despite of that setback.

Now it's the time for big action. I've already made the big decisions, and this time I know not to let anyone talk me out of them. Actually, the people who used to talk me out of them are now being strangely encouraging. Maybe they're tired of me hanging around? Anyway, I'm not letting myself get comfortable in the new place--it's not my home. It's just a temporary stop before I go to New York.

Yes, I'm still on that NYC kick, but it's no longer just a kick. It is turning into a realistic goal. It's more of a need. Imagine the one thing you've wanted since you were five years old. By the time you are an adult, you've either forgotten about it or have already been able to get it. Well, I'm not the type to forget anything and this is my time to get it. That's where I want to live. That's where I want to be creative and jump into everything head-first.

There are still a few problems to iron out, like the fact I don't really have to money to live there if I don't get the job as soon as I hop off the train/plane/bus. I also need to stick around the Midwest a little while longer to purge a good majority of my belongings. Having spent most of my adult life in two bedroom apartments, I've collected a lot of stuff. At the moment, it's taking up too much space in my parents' new home. I don't want to leave them with that mess, but I also know there's too much money in it all to just give it away either. A mix of eBay auctions and garage sales will probably take care of most of it (I hope).

That should get me pretty close to where I want to be. If I'm in New York by Christmas, I'll consider myself a very lucky girl.

Neurotically Scheduling Again

Well, it's that time--I'm moving (again). Technically, my parents are moving and dragging me along with them since I'm still not at a place where I can go exactly where I want to go. I think the total of moves in the past ten years now adds up to 13, when we move in a couple weeks. This time, moving isn't such a big deal. Ninety percent of my belongings are still in boxes from the last move, so it's really only a matter of hauling the computer and my clothes down a few blocks to the new place. That's when the fun really begins. I'm planning on unpacking everything and selling it all to raise money for my own move. At garage sale prices, I know it won't be enough, but it will at least be a start.

The whole chaos of a move means I have to very careful about my schedule and very diligent about getting the things done that I need to get done. I can't let people distract me, especially since this last week was not a good week to be a freelance writer. Articles were slim to nil, and so far today the trend is staying that way. I'm keeping busy with a number of job proposals and other non-paying work, but it stills nags at the back of my mind when work disappears like this. You would think I would be used to it by now. I hope it isn't like my Twitter comment yesterday--the harder I work, the more it seems that my goals are moving away from my grasp. You know... the whole carrot/stick image. It's Monday so I'm still working with a positive attitude, but it's going to be a daunting task just to keep that one up throughout the week.

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