So, I'd pretty much made the decision to move to Greensboro. I have a roommate already with the most patience I've ever seen in another human being willing for me to move in with my bad kitty.
My current roommate, who incidentally has the same first name as my to-be roommate, got accepted to university in Louisiana. I'm incredibly proud of her, but at the same time, I'm sad to be losing-to-distance a good friend.
Your future/You are So Bright - prismacolours, muji ink, sharpie (initial line), about three days
I found out earlier this week that on one of my days off (Sunday-- I got lucky this week and had both Saturday and Sunday)
Erika Moen was going to be at
Heroes Con in Charlotte. Therefore, I am going! With two very good friends!
My brother had a car accident last week and had to drive his car back to our hometown for inspection by the person who installed his breaks (that didn't work while he was going down a hill and into another car-- everyone's okay). It made more sense for me to drive him back to Chapel Hill, so I did. It was good to come home, plus I got my
aweesome tire belt from etsy! We got back to my brother's dorm and he spent two hours working on my resume, which one of my clients at work had been asking me to provide, both of us knowing we had to be up early the next morning. I drove back to my apartment at 1am, woke up at 5:30, and every day since then has been sleep-deprived and kind of crazy-rewarding.
I got a job offer from my client, essentially doing something that I'm not technically qualified to do but would allow me to gain experience in this field, double the pay of what I'm working, not nearly as many hours, with benefits. We still have to meet and discuss details, but Friday was just a weird day in general for being appreciated by the people I serve every day (I got a fistbump from one guy because as I saw him drive up, I made his coffee drink; dealt with a customer with
Asperger's in front of another whose son, incidentally, is an "Aspie". Worked til about 6 (yay for 12-hour days on your feet), napped at home, went back out with friends and saw a drag show. Went to bed well past the usual bed time and more like my wake-up time. Came to Greensboro and had an interview at an incredibly cool cafe where the owner was basically like, "I want to hire you so bad I'd fire someone-- come back in August and I'll make room for you."
So, what do I do? Do I really have much of a choice? As an artist, obviously option one, if he's still offering, is better in terms of not being so physically tired. As it is now, I'm so exhausted that doing the 3 Rs is near impossible. Is it a green or artsy job?
I guess I'll have to wait and see. But for now, I must go to Charlotte!