Live and Learn

Aaaaanyways. So life continues, relatively normal. The move back to Spokane was a success. Everything fell into place--perfect timing and a return trip just 7 months after moving down. It's great to be back near my family and friends and the place that really is my home. And yes, I'm still defining that home...but it's a lot easier here. Got the apartment, made the move with surprisingly few hiccups, and very mild at that. Moving in the middle of January was a scary thought...visions of ice and snow seeped into my unconscious. But alas, we had beautiful roads, sunny days and abundant help!

After "apartment hunting: day 1" we were resigned to the fact that we might end up in cedar springs, creek, babbling brook--whatever the stupid names seem to be--but were saved from what seems to be the breeding ground for Whitworth undergrads and recent grads and newly hitched and blah blah blah...it was all too much for me, too yuppie. Too many of the same apartments which seem to be the only option for many I don't want to define myself with. (Except for the two I love so very much who happen to currently live their with their new spouses and one on the way....:) Day 2 brought us to what would become our new apartment, right out of the gate. The new pad took some TLC and our fabulous decorating flare and seems to be on it's way to something utterly fabulous.

"Working hard for the money....So hard for it honey." Oh the theme song to my life as a wage slave. Transferred relatively successfully to Spokane RR. First week is over and I must say I miss my Mach Robin. I miss the cleanliness standards, my coworkers, and frankly my status. Yes, I can admid that. My name's not on any wall here...and nobody knows me...so I have to prove myself...with some more anxious to watch that than others. I will say that after the "we're really anal here...there's a lot more we expect" I was flabbergasted by the blatant lack of any sort of standard. (My franchise kicks your corporate ass every day!) By the way, thanks for the tour, or the beer list, or telling me anything about how your store was run. I'm capable, I'll figure it out, and I did. I'm just glad the new me didn't let the old me take over say something ugly and let them shove this corporate job up their ass. I've grown up, and I can smile through it. And I will.

And there are things I'd like to do...I'm gonna build something and this is just another chapter of what can be greatness. This is another moment which I chose to define myself with, and it can be bad, it can be scary...but that's my mountain to climb. Because I'm capable. And it's hard and there are moments that I feel I may break. But I'm so much stronger. One year ago today I woke up in a life I didn't recognize as my own. I didn't like the face I saw in the mirror, I didn't like the girl who needed to be saved. But here I am...brand new, stronger, and I'm ready.