It has been a while since I wrote in this and the title is no longer relevant... I moved to Chicago and live in the city! My new neighborhood is Edgewater and it is a world of difference from Denton, Tx. They have actual sidewalks here! I actually have a job here working on pedestrian safety for the city as a consultant. I think I am putting down roots here, I am looking at real estate! It is all a good deal now so I can't resist moving my real estate hobby to the next level- Visiting properties. This is facilitated by the fact that my boyfriend has moved from the construction industry to real estate. He is my agent of choice! Who wouldn't want to date the man who helps you house shop, and has a home inspector's lisence, used to work on construction for commercial properties and has the inside skills to help me buy! Oh my how my life has changed in the last year and a half!

second try at this

So I have now returned to this blog and realize that I really should keep it up...since it is now May and I have moved to Chicago. Yup, I took a job here having never even visited the city... And for that matter, who moves to Chicago in January? I do! I am now working in the field I wanted and doing work that is meainingful to me. The trade-off is that I am still broke and in debt up to my ears since the pay is not stellar. This makes me a fairly typical American.
I am part of an organization that is celebrating the landmark target price of regular gasoline at $4 per gallon at a downtown location on N Wells. Let's just say that we are not a car driving crowd. I am with my people!
I am now adjusting to meeting a whole new kind of people. I am originally from Pennsylvania, and have family there. I lived in Texas from 8 years old to 31 and was happily brainwashed so that I love Texas and it's culture despite it's obvious flaws. I lived in the Northwest for 2 years and have come to appreciate the nice and polite interactions of the Seattleistes. I moved to Massachusetts and Worcester to learn of the term "Masshole" with their direct communication style. I enjoyed it to a point. Now I am in the Midwest. I am interested to see how that plays out. Bring it on...

the beginning

I missed this blog phenomenon at some point and try to understand it. It has started just for me. I am that generation, finished grad school, looked for the job and moved back to the parents after a year because they don't give you financial aid once you finish school. Now I know this is a fairly common practice, but I am grateful but not enjoying it. My parents live in the suburbs of Dallas/Denton. I like this town, I moved here for my last year of high school, came back to the black hole that sucks you back in after failing out of my first anonymous large West Texas University with a vengeance, only to take the long route to a B.S. in Recreation. I appreciate Denton for so many things but it is not where I want to be at this point in my life. The number one reason is this: I am blind and Denton has extraordinarily inadequate public transit and lacks sidewalks in a majority of the development. I have lived in Austin, Seattle, and Worcester, MA in the last decade of my blindness and can easily get around each of these places based on either access to sidewalks or transit. Denton has a dirth of both of these mode choices. So I am home with the parents living a wholesome life walking the herd of dogs, swimming at the local pool, broke, and not drinking like I used to while pursuing my dream job. The result is that I am at my fighting weight in a figurative sense, I have lost 20 pounds without trying at all! The herd refers to my pack of dogs that are a current working guide dog and a retired guide dog, I leave the pet dog at home for the parents to walk.
That is where I start on the world of blogging. I will cover some far more interesting topics as this goes on and I become more amusing and less self-help...