The seasons change, but I stay the same: I'm bored, I'm tired, I have no money. Sick of hearing it? Me too.
Craig was joking a few weeks ago about us running away somewhere, and oh how badly I wished he'd meant it. I am ready to trade these places for new territories. I long for an adventure of my own, where I don't have to worry about who is doing what or how everyone is getting along or why something wasn't done and on and on and on and on. I don't want any of that. It's my life and I should be living it for me -- At the same time, I don't want to miss out on everything that's going on here (which kind of seems to be happening anyway). I'm not hinting at a vacation, either, because you still have to come back to reality after that's all over; I just want something different.
At least I have a five-year plan to look forward to.
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I have an extra bedroom. You can have it for free until you find a job up here....
Sounds good, except I'd get there and wouldn't be able to find work. How about I visit you whilst pretending to run away from it all?
You could take a vacation for a week and turn in resumes online the week before you come and if you find a job while you're up here, you stay. That's what I did. Got a job the first day I was here.
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