It's been crazy and busy and I'm still not fully unpacked, but life is so much better now that I get to come home to a house to both my boyfriend and some of my lovely friends. I now live in a house with 9 other people and it's almost like a college flashback. At any time I could go sit in our backyard (YUP backyard in the city, Roscoe Village luxury) and within 20 minutes I'll see someone and be able to have a real conversation without having to plan a time to get coffee/lunch/dinner/brunch/drinks or spend any money. George the cat has a couple lady cat companions now and, although we're slowly getting everyone comfortable with each other, I think he is much happier. Also compared to my much smaller two-bedroom apartment, this place is a castle for a cat. Stairs and random passageways and sometimes outside time is all George could have dreamed of. I have a happy cat and a happy heart (and also a happy bank account, splitting rent with your SO is kind of the greatest). It definitely helps to live with your number one fan (am I talking about Danny or George? I'LL NEVER TELL) (just kidding I meant Danny).
Within the past week, I've submitted my poetry manuscript to a chapbook contest, and the chances of me winning are super slim but at least I have a manuscript... right? I'm terrified but I'll let you guys know the outcome of course. And then right after that, I was all jacked up on adrenaline and motivation that I looked into some music reviewing outlets for a potential resume builder and then I emailed that guy and sent him a trial review and I'm waiting to hear back as well. To round out my creative rockstar week, the lovely and talented Maria Sych started a blog (millenialtrash.blogspot.com) and mentioned that I was kind of one of the reasons she started her blog. I don't even care if I was .0001% of a reason, I was mentioned and it made my whole damn day.
Oh yeah, and then I started a new part-time job. I'm still at Mana so I did not have a complete career shift, I just work morning and night now. I'm working for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society, essentially working with schools to get them to run fundraisers. More or less, I'm back fundraising for a non-profit, except this time I get to sit in a chair and call teachers instead of standing on the street greeting angry strangers.
Life is cool.
The only thing I have left to complain about now is the inability to have one singular job that provides intrinsic fulfillment and/or weekends off.
