I’m here! It’s crazy. Actually, it’s quite normal and boring but so far so good. I am adjusting to my new life as a resident of the Pacific Northwest! I have taken about 100 selfies with the Seattle Space Needle and even walked myself to Target. (This was the big activity of the day yesterday). NYE was fun and I met a bunch of people who won’t remember me but I did get some great polaroids for my project and was even smart enough to write their names on the back.
The neighborhood I’m staying in is called Queen Anne Hill and guess what, IT’S ON A GIANT HILL! Walking up and down hills is new to me. I’d say I miss the flatness of Chicago but that would be a lie because it is just beautiful here. Basically, you turn a corner and you get treated to views of mountains and water and colorful buildings and it makes every half-mile climb at 100 degrees straight up worth it (even with the winter grey sky background). On my first day here I made the mistake of trying to go for a (simple, three-mile) run. I looked on the map, selected a small loop and set out. Turns out that the map did not indicate that there were MOUNTAINS in the middle of my pre-selected path. Well, my three-mile run turned into a 5 mile run/walk that was uphill both ways. You know that grandpa who had to walk to school in the snow for 15 miles uphill both ways? He might have lived near here. Needless to say I may have some mild shin splints now. Grumpy face. Since I am determined to get into the best health ever I signed up for a yoga class this afternoon and we’ll see how that goes. I’d rather be running but I think my body needs to adjust to the new topography. At least if I like it I can get a free week of yoga.
My plants survived the plane! (So far so good!) I have all my cuttings in jars around the house and even repotted Aloe Vera Wang. I have to admit, I appreciate living in a grown-up house. Yesterday I did laundry like it was a normal thing to do. I must be embracing the old-ladyness of the house because I have been going to bed by 10 pm everyday. Probably explains why I am waking up at 7 am but it has allowed me to watch the daylight begin each day, which is a new and wonderful experience for me. I live across the street from a little park and not only is all the green a welcomed sight, it’s quite fun to watch the dogs that run around. (And the kitties are fine! They love sitting in all the windows and checking out what is happening outside).
A year ago I was in Chicago, wanting to leave but not knowing how. Though I ended a relationship, I still felt stuck. As soon as I began my job I started saving. When I tell people I didn’t decide to move to Seattle until Thanksgiving they seemed surprised that I pulled it off when in reality I was planning for it all year. I just didn’t know that the Emerald City would be the place for me. I know at times I do things that seem very impulsive but usually I have been preparing for them for quite some time. I feel quite excited these days. I used to feel this emptiness which I thought another person could fill but I have realized that hole was the nagging persistance that I needed to fulfil my own desires. I wouldn’t mind having someone to share adventures with, but I am not afraid to have them on my own. I had wanted to leave Chicago forever, and I made it happen. I went to graduate school, have done many interesting projects, and I have faith that my brain is better than food service (but man oh man do I miss the delicious fry diet). I’m in Seattle and so far so good! Hopefully on Monday every HR person in the city checks their inbox and snags me up before someone else grabs me! I’m ready to get to work.