I've moved to the land of Portlandia! The City of Roses! The weed capital of the USA!
Not that I can actually enjoy that fact since I no longer live in WA...
Even though it would definitely take the edge off of my "damn state income taxes" bitterness...
Not that I can actually enjoy that fact since I no longer live in WA...
Even though it would definitely take the edge off of my "damn state income taxes" bitterness...
Whatever.
My new home is growing on me. The problem is, for as long as I've talked and hoped for an escape from ol' Walla Walla - for bigger and better adventures and opportunities - now that it's finally happened, I'm quite homesick for the sleepy little town I've called home for the past 10 years. :-(
My new home is growing on me. The problem is, for as long as I've talked and hoped for an escape from ol' Walla Walla - for bigger and better adventures and opportunities - now that it's finally happened, I'm quite homesick for the sleepy little town I've called home for the past 10 years. :-(
Since moving here almost 2 months ago (it's only been TWO MONTHS?! It feels like SO much longer) I've realized that sometime during those 10 years in the Dub Dub, I turned into a small town girl. I listen to country music, wear shit kickers, and really like to shoot guns (not at animals). I consider a night drinking cheap beer around a huge bonfire out in the middle of nowhere, singing along to a friend on the guitar, while launching potatoes at a dozer from a homemade potato gun an AWESOME Saturday night. So living in Portland feels kinda surreal - I still feel like I'm just here visiting, even though I've been living in my SUPER cute studio apartment for about a month now. (Pictures coming soon!) I'm sure I'll get there, it's just going to take me a while to adjust to the new pace of life.
Aside from actually going outside with the dog whenever he needs to do his thing, and then waiting for what seems like eternity for him to FINALLY settle on just the right smelling spot to drop a deuce (I miss my fenced in yard)...
One of the biggest things I've noticed since being here is that I don't know how to date!! I'm a small town girl trying to adjust back to big town living and finding it all just a little... lonely.
So, I never really dated in high school or college - I was just too innocent and naive back then. And the dating scene in WW is quite limited and very heavily populated with farmers (whom I fully respect - they work their asses off - I just haven't met one that I wanted to date). So during my 29 years of life, including the 6 years of my no-longer-a-Whittie Walla Walla residency, I didn't really pursue many romantic relationships. So now that I'm actually mature enough to handle a relationship (although that fact is still debatable), and live in a city with plenty of options, I have no clue what to do!
I'm working on it, though. Slowly... I signed up for a sweet kickball league last week (SO excited for that!), and have joined a few Meet Up groups. I'm also planning a date with a bottle of red wine and my keyboard sometime soon to fill out my online dating profile.
Although that activity might actually require a few best friends as reinforcements... :-)
Hello, girls weekend???
I know finding my niche after a huge move like this isn't going to happen over night, but damn I wish I could just bypass the awkward my-dog-has-more-friends-than-I-do transition phase and get to the having a blast, plans every night, no time to be lonely stage.
It's time for the social butterfly to spread her wings!
-slr
