New Town - Nothing New

Its amazing how moving to a new place makes others think that your life must be very new and exciting. When in reality its pretty much the same as before, just new scenery.

I'm sure a move to a big city (you know, like NYC or Chicago, etc.) would yield some new and exciting stories. But my recent moves from small northern town to slightly larger northern town haven't proved much differences. Obviously the people are different and there are different restaurants and bars. But the sad fact is, I'm the new kid here and don't have anyone to make crazy stories happen with. I mean, Paul is here, but our crazy stories aren't that different from the ones we made before.

I'm not upset by this fact. Just musing. I have found it interesting how difficult it is to make friends once out of school and out of your own circle. Because friends have friends that they introduce you to that you introduce to your own friends and so forth. but when you're the new kid you don't have that ingrained circle to start the ball rolling. And without school to force you into teams and relationships it becomes very hard to meet people. Or at least, that has been my experience.

I'll take the blame for not being as pro-active in this town as I have been in past moves. But I will also lay some blame on my job. I love it, but as the manager of a store I am the "top" of my store's food chain. My co-workers are also my employees which in my mind builds a wall between us that is very hard to scale and even harder to walk along without falling. There are many managers within the company that are on the same level as me, but the closest is 5o minutes away and in a different district. Its frustrating to have people you want to be friends with be so far away. Perhaps its a flaw in the company or just a flaw because we are so spread out up here. But none-the-less I think its something that makes the constant moves difficult. I love moving for my job, but I wish the social life didn't die with each move.

This sounds like a very depressed post, but in reality I think I'm just apathetic about the whole thing. And maybe thats the really problem. I just don't care. I would like to make friends, but in the last town I started to do that and then we moved. And the relationships weren't really strong enough yet to cause long lasting friendships. And Facebook can only do so much.

Lots of Love,
~*Ery*~

Life Goes On

Ahh, I have a computer again... and internet...yay! I love having a computer! I feel so much more connected. Especially now that I've moved. Again. I just moved about 4 hours further away from my family than I was before. It's crazy!

Well, ok I moved about 4 months ago...but that is besides the point. For the first few months I was here alone, but now Paul moved in and things are going so well. We joined a group for young professionals in our area. It is like my favorite thing ever. I was meeting so many older people on my own. I joined two choirs and the average age was like 60. And Iwas a good 20 years younger than the youngest person in the group. It was fun to sing, but not the most entertaining thing to attend. I mean I'm young, I'm hip (sort of) I need young sort of hip people to chill with. Yeah...I'm not hip because I say chill.

I love my job. I get to see people all the time and people are starting to get to know me and my life. IT was so weird, yesterday someone asked me if I was married yet. THat doesn't soun weird except that it was the guy from the pizza delivery place and I didn't know he knew I was engaged. It was bizarre. On that note, Paul and I picked a date: Oct 16th, 2010. I'm going to go crazy. I have no money and no plans yet. I don' tknow what I'm going to do! There is so much that goes into planning a wedding. I want to pull my hair out just thinking about it. SO I keep pulling a Scarlett O'Hara and saying I'll think about it tomorrow. WHich was fine 3 months ago when I had a year, but now I've "tomorrowed" myself into 9 months away and I've realized nothing is done...AH!

Paul and I are starting to get ready for the church prep part of the wedding though. WHich is exciting. I pray all the time that he'll become more interested in the religious part of my life. I mean, I know that he believes in GOd and Jesus, but its hard to talk to him about it and its weird not to have him at church with me. LIke, I sit there alone. I just want him to be there with me. Not to mention that I think he would get a lot out of it too. I love going to church. It's so calming and centering. I'm thinking about getting him one of those children's guide to mass things so he can learn what the heck we're doing with all the standing sitting talking stuff. But I'm not sure if that would help him or hurt his feelings. I shoudl just ask.

WEll that's me for now. I want to start writing more now that I have a computer again, but I know how that goes. Best intentions and all that.

Lots of Love,
~*Ery*~