Another day, another dollar....well IF YOU HAVE A JOB!!!!!
I did a really crazy thing last week. As some will remember, I left big life in the city to enjoy some time in the country. I've been living, and working in this small town. While just the phrase "small town' makes most people turn up their nose, you'd have to live there a while to appreciate it. There's nothing like waving at everyone you know in town, asking how someone's mom is, and really knowing who their mom is. There's something special about Saturdays at the creek with good friends, or driving a couple of blocks to work. There's nothing, and I mean nothing, like being around good friends, the one you love, and seeing the life that you want so close within reach.
For me however, it looks like the life I want will have to wait a bit. One of the disadvantages of a small town is the lack of opportunities for employment. I've been working at a "hole in the wall" place, and not really getting anywhere financially. At first, I thought it was more about the person that I was, not the amount of money in the bank. That lie works till the money in the bank starts getting kinda skinny. So, after thoughts, and worries, a few drinks, and a desperate attempt to not slip into a hole, I invaded the apartment of my Cowboy Man's sister. She lives in OKC, or the City or Opportunity for me right now. The almost sis-in-law is great. She's glad to have me, showing me around town so I don't get lost, welcoming me right into her circle of friends so that I don't feel so out of place. It's been a while since I've really driven in traffic, so there was lot of horn honking at first, but I'm remembering how it's done now. I've got job interviews all week, most of them very hopeful. It's what I came here to do, work, and make some money. It's for an indefinite amount of time, whatever. If I make a few bucks to pay bills with, and nothing else really turns up, then nothing's lost. I think it's the possibility that I might get a significant job, and eventually get to like this town that makes me nervous. Kinda of one those things where you have to careful what you ask for, for fear you might get it. I'm trying to figure out where I fit into to all this, where my Cowboy man fits into it, if I'm ready to trade my dream of a quiet country life for the necessity of having to have a real job. Dont' get me wrong, I love being in a town where there's a StarBucks, and I don't have to drive half an hour to get to a bookstore. Change is never easy, especially when I feel like I'm sacrificing the relationships that I've invested so much time into. So for now, it's a time of focus, and being responsible (blah) and getting shit done.

I'm going to have a beer.