Well, I just talked to the job in Seattle and i got offered the job. CRAP! Before I returned their call I had a moment where I thought that it'd be actually pretty convenient if I didn't get the job because then my decision would be way easier. Of course now I have to do it the hard way. For the past few days I've been leaning toward going home, but now with a real job offer I'm finding myself leaning back to about 50/50. Goodness! What should I do????? I wanna throw up. I told them I'd let them know by Friday. Ugh!
In other news, I've been hanging out in Hillsboro, OR. Actually last weekend was way fun cause I had friends who drovo up from Salt Lake. Yay for Pioneer Day. We went to the beach and all over Portland. It was fabulous. Otherwise I've been trying to keep myself occupied...... I'm in the middle of a few craft projects, going to the library, reading, watching crappy tv, etc. Oh I also have been jogging a few times. Though it sort of stunk the other day when I got lost - the suburbs are such a maze. Oooh. I also went to the temple yesterday. That was nice. Oh. And the day before that I went and saw the documentary Young@Heart at a cheap theater here. If you ever get a chance you gotta see it. It is so tender. Old people can be so cute when they're not totally grouchy. And yes, I cried - 3 separate times. The song Fix You by Coldplay will never be the same.
Oh brother. What should I do?
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Seattle/Portland
Hey. So I had my interview in Seattle a little over a week ago. I think it went well - though it's always impossible to tell. I know they're in the process of checking out my references now - so we'll see. More of the problem is that I need to figure out if I want the job or not if I get an offer. Before, I kept telling myself that I'd figure things out once I had the interview..... shoot. In the meantime, I'm enjoying the pacific northwest. The highlights have been a day at the beach (but getting the car stuck in the sand sucked) and blueberry/raspberry picking. Plus, I've been trying to keep myself busy with projects - like making baby blankets for my new nephews. They're still in the hospital - they're doing okay, but they need to put on some more weight before they can be sent home. Here's some new pictures. I want to meet them so bad!
Monday, July 7, 2008
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Portland, OR
So, I made it to portland after one more day of torture in the car. I've been staying with my sister and her kids. One of her daughters loves me and won't leave me alone for a second. Luckily some of her cousins also came to visit yesterday and she's lost interest in me. It's been nice seeing family and hanging out. Though, I'm getting seriously bored. The novelty of this big unknown adventure has definitely worn off and i'm ready for the next phase of my life to start already.
It's definitely been weird to be here and i've found myself missing philly quite a bit. Yesterday I spent the day in downtown Portland. Oh. actually crazy thing. I ran into Alex Quistberg at a giant bookstore in portland. (it was a way awkward side hug - I hate side hugs). He was there visiting Dave Bailley (maybe some of you know him?) another guy who I knew from philly from before my mission, who just moved to portland a week ago. CRAZY! And please spare me the comments about me and Alex. It was a total coincidence (not fate and I'm not Felicity).
Also went to a Blues Festival in Portland..... and I realized two things. One - I like zydeco music. Two - hippies can be sort of cute when you only see one at a time and with a big break in between...... but when there's a whole mess of them all in one town its not cute anymore. all the flowy dresses and beaded jewelry. ugh. I'm definitely missing the diversity of philly. I was sad that the only black people there were the people playing in the bands. I think Philly definitely meshed well with my middle child issues of liking to be different. Here I'm just another mid-20s, environmentally-conscious (or trying to be) white girl in a town full of them. Yuck.
It's definitely been weird to be here and i've found myself missing philly quite a bit. Yesterday I spent the day in downtown Portland. Oh. actually crazy thing. I ran into Alex Quistberg at a giant bookstore in portland. (it was a way awkward side hug - I hate side hugs). He was there visiting Dave Bailley (maybe some of you know him?) another guy who I knew from philly from before my mission, who just moved to portland a week ago. CRAZY! And please spare me the comments about me and Alex. It was a total coincidence (not fate and I'm not Felicity).
Also went to a Blues Festival in Portland..... and I realized two things. One - I like zydeco music. Two - hippies can be sort of cute when you only see one at a time and with a big break in between...... but when there's a whole mess of them all in one town its not cute anymore. all the flowy dresses and beaded jewelry. ugh. I'm definitely missing the diversity of philly. I was sad that the only black people there were the people playing in the bands. I think Philly definitely meshed well with my middle child issues of liking to be different. Here I'm just another mid-20s, environmentally-conscious (or trying to be) white girl in a town full of them. Yuck.
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