For those of you keeping up with my life (uh, that was how many?), I moved out to California the first weekend of June.
The roadtrip was way cool, and everyone who asked for a postcard should have gotten one.
So.
Here I am.
Hmmm.
I like California. A lot. I like the weather, I like the mountains, I like the drivers (much better than the drivers in Dallas, would you believe). I like the fact that I can buy hard liquor in the grocery store and fresh strawberries at the side of the road.
I like that I can wear my triple crescent pendant that just screams “Pagan!” without getting funny looks from the soccer moms. I like that I can keep my bedroom window open all day and all night long. I like that the rose bushes in the backyard are continuously blooming.
I love LA. My older brother took me site seeing down Sunset and Hollywood Boulevard. Then we caught a fantastic play at the Hudson Group theater. Even the skanky parts of Sunset Boulevard have character and interest.
I really like and am incredibly grateful that my parents are letting me live with them while I go to school - rent free. As a matter of fact, they’re picking up most of my bills. I love the fact that my cat has the run of the downstairs and can go outside during the daytime and sun herself on the roof. She’s happier than I’ve ever seen her.
I don’t like:
Seeing my mom worked to a frazzle and unable to make up her mind to leave this job she hates.
Realizing that my dad really is getting older, deafer, much more set in his ways, less interested in the outside world, much more threatened by new ideas, and less able to deal with change.
Feeling terribly, terribly lonely because I left my best friends, younger brother, and independence back in Dallas. I miss my ex-roomie something fierce, and talking on the phone just isn’t the same as piling in the car to do something fun on Friday night.
Wondering what’s going to happen in the next year. Will I make it through the credentialing program? Will I get a good student teaching spot? Will I find a teaching position and be able to support myself again? Will I be able to afford a place of my own in a land where there are no new houses selling for under $200K?
And, of course, my biggest question is:
When’s the next SoCal Doperfest? Huh?