Welp, It's officially Official..I'm a Washingtonian again.
Tacoma..What a trip. I remember whistfully when all I knew of this town was the wonderful aroma on muggy days. And of course the crime rate back then. Yep, it's true , not Seattle.... Tacoma.
Two weeks now I've been here and I still don't think I know much more than the 1 mile radius of my new flat. But, (I have to admit) sometimes, just sometimes, starting over can truly feel - Free.
Okay so, it's a long story from the beginning to the finish off where I am now.
Let's just say it's been 10 years coming this giant circle I've wandered in. From one side of the U.S to the other. Coming "home" after 10 very long miles worth of years honestly still feels completely surreal. Like I should be catching a plane back out at any minute.
So- this is truly what growing up must feel like. Kind of like when most people have felt when they meet 'That one," or find out 'the first is on the way'. It's like so here we are.
We've arrived at that singular moment when I know I'll look at as that realization that hits you somewhere between the throat and the proverbial cohones'. Yeah, It's really kind of cool though. I'm excited to start this new mission.
I resolved earlier today actually that I'm going to go back to school and finish getting my degree. Ironically not in what you would think.
Yes, I'm 'walking away from the pen.' I realized that my whole plan in life to own my own bar and be a bartender while I write and wait patiently to be published inmasse" is yes, still a far shot. So I'm doing the next best thing and going with what I realize is my massive passion- Marketing and Promotional Stratagizing and Advertising- hopefully to do it for others.
I guess like they say if you can't beat um, join um in the next best way. I always thought while I worked in the bar industry that doing all the band finding, organzing bar spoiling & campaigning was a perk of the job, now I realize I may as well do it full time. I had the epiphany today while strapping on my Jolly Roger Mary Janes I'm simply not 22 anymore (However sexier than one!), and a real job that I love and already know the in's and outs of would be a great path. So there. I'm 28 on my own in a new strange land on a new fun frontier and I can't frikin wait to get started.
Okay, so yeah my computer did break in the move- At this very minute I'm on a borrowed computer, a job has already taken a week longer than I expected, my phone took a week to get hooked up,I still don't have cable, My family I moved back here to be by has been sick since the day I arrived, My allergies are reminding me why I left WA. in the first place, I'm so poor from the move poor people are laughing at me, "But Looking at my Glass"- I'd still have to say- My new flat has a FIREPLACE!! (yes, that excites me even though it's now spring)I finally have a chance to read those 3 books I haven't gotten around to, My house has never been cleaner, I'm eating less junk food, Thank god for my giant spare change jar, yay for living by a military base (just kidding) I can't wait until tommorrow..and holy crap did they clean up this town.
Seriously though, It's good to be home. Thanks for taking me back you crazy "Greater Seattle Area" kids. Can't wait to catch some shows and remember why I'm a Seattle girl all the way(hopefully without drowning at the Gorge).
Homesick no more,
~Mel Anderson
