I'm in a Weird Place...

...but not literally, because I'm in the middle of my bed, which isn't weird at all, except I usually don't sleep in and it's already 8:30 on a Sunday morning!

What I mean is with LIFE in general.

I have a routine that I do every day- wake up, shower, food (sometimes), train, work (8hrs + 2hrs OT), train, home, paint, sleep. I'm not sure if I like this routine enough to keep it going- I could definately live with no more painting- but it's where I am. It's already August! On Tuesdays I add "Dance in Olympia" and on Thursdays or Fridays I add "Dance at McCabe's w/ Mark & Katie". Occassionaly there's "Dinner with (insert friend's name here)" and I think I'm okay with that.

Eventually I'd like to get "Go to Church" and "Workout" back into that routine; when I first got to Tacoma I was taking walks around the neighborhood- especially up and down all the hills- but I rolled my ankle, because I'm just that cool, and so that's been cut back quite a bit. And church- well, um, I have some demons and an ex-friend to face before I'm comfortable with that issue.
Things are starting to balance out financially, which is a wonderful feeling- a foreign, but WONDERFUL feeling! There are things that are still popping up- like a speeding ticket from 2 years ago that I thought was paid- but yeah, for the most part things are ok.

There are two places I haven't been yet - PLU and Ruston Way. This sort of surprises me, because the last time I lived in T-Town, those two locations were sort of sacred to me... PLU because, well, that was my home, and Ruston because that's where the water is, and that's where I would go when I wanted to run away from "home". I have a feeling that going to these two places, alone and with no timeframe of being anywhere else, will have something to do with dealing with my own demons.

For the first time- ever, really- I am responsible for ONLY MYSELF. I mean, I can choose to help friends & family when they ask, but I only need to make sure that I'm taken care of every day. It's really weird. (ok, I'm noticing that "weird" is the word of the day) I kind of like it, but feel like there's something more I should be doing. I watched Failure to Launch yesterday, and have decided that I'm going to adopt the idea of "Champagne Thursdays"- do they make personal bottles of champagne? I mean, I wouldn't want to drink a bottle by myself- that may result in me getting myself into a bit of *ahem* trouble... unless anyone wants to join me?!?

Today will consist of cleaning and organizing the last few piles of things that 1)haven't been unpacked yet 2)are waiting for a place to call home and 3)have managed to be misplaced in the painting process. I'll probably watch more of Shark Week or all the Harry Potter movies or Gene Kelly musical after musical.

I think it may be safe to say that - life is good. (knock on wood) There's no doom-and-gloom feeling of waiting for the other shoe to drop! That's what makes it so weird...

Anyway, I think I'm going to start with the cleaning process now....