my “someday” is now

My friend M gave me one of those great Dove chocolates the other day at work and I never realised that they each have special little messages on the wrappers. Mine read Make “someday” today and it made me smile.

I am seriously planning for my move to Denver these days. Last week I spent almost the whole day at work on the Internet posting my resume on job sites. I wrote and re wrote my resume and cover letter a couple of times until I gave up and settled on one. Man, it is really a depressing thing- job hunting. As I was writing my resume I was brought back to the feelings I had when I was out of a job a few months ago. I was seriously depressed. I remember feeling like I just didn’t want to get out of bed every day because I had absolutely no purpose in life. I can totally understand where RD is coming from now when he talks about how horrible it is to search for a job. I know the feeling. I just hope its easier this time around. I am putting myself out there two months in advance so hopefully I will get a bite soon.

I need to go back to Denver soon to look for a place to live. Most likely I will have to go back to apartment living because houses are too expensive to rent. Cody will miss his yard, and I will miss letting him out instead of walking him every time he has to go…but that’s the way it is I suppose. Sacrifices.

I was talking to RD last week, sometimes I feel trapped by all my “stuff”. I have just so much stuff that I own, and packing and moving it around all the time is no fun. Sometimes I secretly wish that while Cody and I were out of the house sometime- that something would happen and all of my things would just disappear. A fire or a tornado could come and carry it all away and I don’t think I would mind a bit. I guess I will be giving a lot to Goodwill this time.

I remember when I moved into this place. My first actual house all to myself. I felt so settled in with all my hand-me-down furniture. I guess back then I thought I would be in Texas forever in my little bubble of a life. I remember thinking to myself “someday Ill get out of here, but just not now”.

My someday is now…it took a while to get here but I know that I am finally ready for it.

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(¸.•´ (¸.•´ .•´ ¸¸.•¨¯`•. jenni