Tuesday, February 13

I was just thinking how 2006 started off so rough, and got better as soon as I changed my situation. Leaving The Company was hard, especially since I didn’t have another job to go to. But after a couple of rocky months in the early spring, I really, really enjoyed the rest of the year. I got to do a lot of thinking while I gardened for mom, which kept my hands busy and my mind free to wander and heal. I took a lot of walks (which I can’t wait to start again once the weather cooperates), and I even got a tan, which is weird because I’ve always been prone to sunburns in the past. Even the fall was fun – I started getting a little more social, produced my first show on my own, and had a great holiday season.

Changing your perspective is an amazing way to change your life, I think. I’m sure I was told that by everyone around me at the time, but it was something I needed to figure out for myself. I’m still in a little disbelief that I’m still at home (next month will already be a year!!), but I’m working on changing that too. After living alone for so long, I had forgotten how nice it is to have other people in the house. Even if I come home late or get up early and don’t see them, I still know they’re there.

2007 is already looking pretty exciting – my part-time job at the hospital is being budgeted for full-time, which means I’d be able to quit waiting tables. I think I’ll miss that work a little, but not enough to keep doing if the job at the hospital works out. I’m also working on a small free-lancing project with a guy I met at a bar. Weird, right? I also met the non-boyfriend at the same bar, but that’s another story. But the guy is starting up a magazine and is looking for some writers who don’t need or want to keep office hours, and that works for me.

I’m thinking about reducing my time with the theatre group – not only because I’m really interested in pursuing my social life, but also because I’m tired. It often feels like I’m the only one who cares, or does any work, and I’m not willing to take all that responsibility any more. Right now, being happy is my number one priority, and that doesn’t make me happy anymore.


     9:28 PM | allison |  # |





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