Family - The Ties That Bind (and Gag)
Dec. 10th, 2003 09:44 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hiddenmuseAs much as I love my family, and I know that they only want the best for me, I think that they're being neurotic on my behalf when it comes to my plans to move out west.
For once, I'm pretty calm about things - although I do occasionally get struck by cold feet in my own way - and I feel like things will work out, and fall into place. They, on the other hand, are playing doomsday prophets, coming up with all of these possible reasons to keep me from leaving - or trying to convince me to move to states that they'd retire to.
Taylor, of course, is handling this quite well. She's already laying claim to half my stuff, and I'm sure that if she could run around sticking Post-It notes on various possessions to mark them as hers, she would.
Yet, I'm still checking out the job listings, and planning to at least take on a part-time job somewhere to keep me from developing cabin fever as well as giving me at least a few dollars coming in while I look for a full-time job. I'd even be willing to fall back on clerical temping until the insurance licensing formalities are taken care of - depending upon if they'd be a pain in the tuchas or not.
My parents may not be happy about this move, and may try to discourage it - despite their saying that they aren't - but, this time, I'm doing something for ME, not for someone else. I can't do anything about their possible issues with having to let me go, or not having me around to take care of, that's their situation.
It just feels weird to do something for myself for once, that's all...
For once, I'm pretty calm about things - although I do occasionally get struck by cold feet in my own way - and I feel like things will work out, and fall into place. They, on the other hand, are playing doomsday prophets, coming up with all of these possible reasons to keep me from leaving - or trying to convince me to move to states that they'd retire to.
Taylor, of course, is handling this quite well. She's already laying claim to half my stuff, and I'm sure that if she could run around sticking Post-It notes on various possessions to mark them as hers, she would.
Yet, I'm still checking out the job listings, and planning to at least take on a part-time job somewhere to keep me from developing cabin fever as well as giving me at least a few dollars coming in while I look for a full-time job. I'd even be willing to fall back on clerical temping until the insurance licensing formalities are taken care of - depending upon if they'd be a pain in the tuchas or not.
My parents may not be happy about this move, and may try to discourage it - despite their saying that they aren't - but, this time, I'm doing something for ME, not for someone else. I can't do anything about their possible issues with having to let me go, or not having me around to take care of, that's their situation.
It just feels weird to do something for myself for once, that's all...
