stealth

normally i would feel really bad about not blogging so much here, but i have an excuse.  i actually have another blog out there in cyberspace that gets much more of my attention...but it's written anonymously.  i can write ANYTHING and nobody will pin it on me.  i love it.  anyways, time to give this one a little love...for the year, at least.

so what's new?  i am now in san antonio, and it turns out i am going to stay here rather than go to Austin.  sure, Austin is "cool," but personally, i think san antonio is more interesting.  the culture is amazing.  the pace of life is really nice.  the cost of living is fantastic.  there is a nightlife, great food, a killer music scene, excellent road riding, and tons of friendly people.  it's also two hours to Corpus...which means, surf!  although this town has many more people than Austin, the density is like nothing in comparision.  i stress out anytime i drive through Austin.

and the house.  it went on the market three months ago and after a painful process, i decided i had to short sale because the value of my house dropped so much.  (yay, Phoenix!)  turns out i'd be eligible for an easy short sale that wouldn't kill my credit because i moved, which is considered an "extenuating circumstance."  cool.  even cooler, four hours after i called my realtor to tell her to start the short sale process, my neighbor across the street decided she want to lease to own the place.  SWEET!  we are now figuring out those details, but i should be an official "landlord" by march.

as for the job, i have nothing nice to say.  i can't elaborate right now in case a colleague stumbles across this rant, but the issues run deep.  it's much worse than, "i don't like the work."  it is time to move on, but despite how awesome "saytown" is, there are no jobs here.  it's actually the sixth worst city in the U.S. to find a job.  needless to say, who knows how long i'll be here (last i discussed with the beau was six months, unless something changed drastically).  the gypsy blood will again take hold and propel me into another state.  (should i continue to go...east?)  but i'm just following the advice of a wise (cocky) man who founded a little business named after a fruit: "stay hungry, stay foolish."  easy for me to do, especially if there's pizza in the room!

it's humbling to think in 20 days i will be 36 years old, and still, everything i own is packed away in a 10x10 storage space 90 miles north of me.  i am still "crashing pads."  i bought an iMac five months ago and it's been in the box for three.  i still hate to buy clothes, wear makeup, and do my hair in the morning (which, speaking of, i am back to the pixie cut as of two days ago...love it!).  i still have not lived with a boyfriend.  will i ever "grow up," "settle down," whatever you call it?  probably not, but that's not me.  i'm not LOOKING for anything (for a person out there who continually "reminds" me that i am searching for myself...hardly), i'm just going with the flow and walking down the path called "life"...well, usually the path that goes off in the wrong direction, but it's always an adventure.