A few days ago I returned from a family vacation in Thailand, Cambodia, and Vietnam. This is not going to be the post that goes into detail about it, because I still have 600 pictures to go through. But I will talk about being back.
After being in Cambodia during the hottest time of the year, coming back and having it snow yesterday was unfamiliar and kind of annoying. I'd hoped that the lingering winter would have passed on in my absence. My pessimistic theory is that I'm getting all the show I wanted before college so that school would get canceled, and now that I actually have places to go and things to do, fate has decided to bless me with all the snow and keep me even more secluded up in my little forest house.
Speaking of houses, we finally kicked out our deadbeat loser roommate, and another one is moving out as well, so we have to find two people to move in by the end of the month. Since we've had the whole month, I was hoping we would have relatively easily found some people. I turned over the advertising responsibilities to the others and figured we'd have people when I returned. Of course, it's never that easy, and we still have to find two people in the next two days. Otherwise, the three of us have to cover an extra $650 of next month's rent. Boo. This situation actually happens pretty frequently, and we just barely manage to scrape by. I'm tired of it though, and while this house is pretty bitchin', it sucks a lot of energy and money out of me. I'm hoping to move to Portland after I finish summer classes, but I am itching to get out NOW RIGHT NOW. The dreamer in me is thinking "you could move out right now and live with your parents for the next month until you leave for Brazil, and when you get back you can find a place in Portland and maybe do a Portland-based independent contract for the summer to finish up your credits" but realistically this won't happen. I'm looking on Craigslist anyway.
Nik and I have been chatting about moving in together when I move to Portland. At first I was excited, but after a prolonged period of him being wishy-washy about it, which basically sums up our whole relationship (as delightful as it is), I put more thought into it and realized I'd probably get really frustrated with him. He's not being very proactive about his life (in my opinion -- but of course, it's his life), and while I know it's a big concern with him and he wants to figure out what to do with his future, there's so much he could be doing in the meantime. Even little things to do to help, like see a career advisor or something. I don't think I want to live with him until he works this out, because I already nag him enough about it, and it would be unfair to him and stressful for me.
So I have basically nothing to do for the next month until I leave again. I will dream of things to accomplish in this time after I've overcome jet lag.
