Sunday, June 21, 2009

Permanent Change

This week I went online and completed my permanent change of address. The temporary one is running out and they only allow you to be of temporary status for 6 months. Six months...twice as long as I lived in the little apartment. It seems like forever ago that I hoofed it to the laundry room but in actuality its only been 3 of these six month things. When choosing between temporary or permanent in parentheses it says "most moves are permanent". Is anything ever permanent?? I guess that was my act of accepting that I won't ever live in my house again. I've started changing the colors here to what I had in the other house. I'm not calling it home anymore. I think its a little uneasy admitting that you have no idea where you are going and as long as I was temporary, I felt like my life might return to any form of normal. I'm not complaining for sure, but it feels more like I'm on hiatus than life. Not sure if that's from years of doing stuff you hate for money that buys you only things that tether you. You can't exactly shake the feeling that you should be doing something more. I guess that's why I've never really been an underachiever.
So as I sit here under the buzz of the ceiling fans and reggae music at the new bartending gig I wonder...where will life go from here? As long as I have my Mr Man traveling companion, my trusty Roger dog, finicky Carletta Cat and the ever helpful insight of the Beav.....I'm good to go.