Two weeks to break into transition-mode. Two weeks to party with family and friends, take a trip home, figure out my freaking life. Deleted some old work from my computer tonight. Applied to two different at-home jobs today. Spiced up my resume and enquired at a local marketing company.
I am tossed between extreme moments of panic like I-have-nothing-going-for-me-anymore to I’m-Candice-freaking-Walsh.
It’s kinda funny being at this weird crossroad in my life when my other friends are moving forward. Saturday morning I woke up at 11:30 still drunk from Chef’s birthday celebrations. We stayed up until daylight stealing our neighbor’s balloons. Then I had to hit the road with a handful of friends to attend my ex-coworker’s wedding. I sat in church and Tweeted, “I’m too drunk to be in church.”
So I watched my gorgeous friend get married to a fantastic guy, while I sat in the pew and blubbered with happiness. My friends and I were all banished to the outcast, 20-something can’t-be-trusted table at the reception. The in-laws kept bringing us wine, what can I say?
There are no words. Except for those I just said.
I won’t even tell you what happened once the party was over, but when a decent amount of time has passed and nobody will press charges, I’ll post pictures.
Then today I received a message from my friend telling me she had given birth to her baby boy. And oh hell, if attending a wedding doesn’t make me feel like an adult, visiting my 24-year-old friend in the hospital and seeing her 5 lb baby was enough to send me into convulsions. Damned adorable. All coddled and wrapped up, proud mom and dad and baby. I hadn’t been inside a ward like that since my brother was born, 18 years ago.
So I bought a one-way ticket to Halifax for the end of July, with no definite return date and no plan whatsoever.
Oh man, life moves forward. I gotta keep up.
Not gonna lie, wish I could’ve been at that wedding! ;D Not that dealing with broken legs wasn’t fun… :S
Babies don’t really do much for me… but I am a sucker for weddings
Glad you’re moving forward with stuff! And you already know how I feel about this one-way ticket business
Ok – which of the groomsmen did you make out with? Tell tell! Enough time has passed! haha
Don’t keep up girl, make your own path, I know you’re headed in the best direction.
Dude – it’s on. Call me when you get here and we can grab coffee, beer, cocktails, fried food, or whatever strikes your fancy.
With linlah – make your own path!
Pushing forward. I’m about to do that. About to make it known to the Universe, and damn, I’m scared.
But it has to be done.
That picture is golden! Man, I had lunch with my 25 year old friend and her 1 and half year old baby today and it made me feel old. Some of my friends are working on their second round of offspring and I am just trying to make it through the day. Craziness.
It sounds like a good reason to hug a cannon. Should be the protocol!
@maggie: Don’t worry, I shall return!
@Linlah: Thanks, Linlah! My path is a twisty one
@Ben: How abouuuuttt all of the above?
@EJ: Thanks Em-J!
@J: It does, doesn’t it?
@Cammy: FOR REAL! I’m nowhere near baby status, I didn’t even feel that way when I actually had a career. Holy hell.
@Kate: Definitely the protocol!
Im not glad that you lost your job by any means, but I am jealous of your time off. Enjoy it. Something way better is just around the corner!
Totally feeling the way you do, but 10 years older.