So tomorrow marks my two week anniversary of working at The Big Red Box. I still have yet to get my feet planted and take time to stop and enjoy the scenery (although I am enjoying my discount). Everything happens so fast. They already send me out on the floor alone, putting me in charge of everything happening at the store! It has very much been a learning by trial and error time for me, and yet I feel like I am prevailing at it. I love the fast pace intensity of it. And the feeling of power gained by controlling a 20 million dollar door is quite enticing, I must admit.
Next Monday I am jet-setting off to Miami for a week. I am very excited about the change of pace, yet I know all it will do is rub in my face the fact that I am not a Floridian on the beach anymore.
On a more personal note, I do feel like I am beginning to settle into Raleigh. I am slowly figuring my way around, and using GPS less and less. It is really a great city; the perfect mix of a big city (less being scared for your life walking around) and a southern town. Not mention is it beautiful!
This weekend my Camo Man came up and it was wonderful! We went on pedal boats in Bond Lake and I finally got to reenact the Ten-Things-I-Hate-About-You moment I have been dreaming of since the 90’s. Then we went to a music festival downtown called Hopscotch. I felt like I was a part of a movie sitting at an outside table at this yuppie bar, drinking a Strongbow (how English of me) and listening to indie music with thousands of my closest Trianglers. The fest brought out such an alive, young and alternative crowd. Like I said- the perfect city. If I end up staying in Raleigh long, I have already picked out my chic downtown condo overlooking Nash Square. I will be that girl walking down the street in her killer MK jacket and stiletto boots going to the grocery store, because downtown people are too cool to drive.
Furthermore, I have started trying to better myself by doing this like eating non-fat yogurt, drinking white tea every morning and burning my beloved scented candles more. Hopefully these things will lead to me doing more things, like enjoying jogging, or waking up before noon on my days off. Being alone leaves lots of time for self improvement. I have also decided to start a black-and-white romance and am beginning to write love letters, REAL letters, with a pen and paper, written by hand, to Camo Man. You can just call me Scarlett O’Hara. I believe there is something to be said about the lost art of pen pal lovers.
On a downside, I did throw a fast-ball cell phone at the wall this afternoon in a fit of frustration, and am now stuck with an old sidekick from high school I found in my closet. Four buttons are missing and it has to be connected to the charger to stay alive; much less can I check my email, blog, facebook, GPS or anything else that needs an internet connection. I will be stuck in 2004 approximately until Tuesday when my new touch screen arrives.
This is my life as is it today. In this very moment.
It changes every moment.
It changes every moment.
Some people may label me an adult now. Sometimes I like to fancy the idea of being a big girl myself. But at heart, I will always be just ME. Every age, every thought, every person. I am in you, and you are in me too.
Love Always,
Elle
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