Regrets, I've had a few(uh).
Feb. 1st, 2004 01:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
judecorpI am hyped up on sugar and caffeine, having consumed far too much already. My Betty Crocker alter-ego prepared this recipe this morning for mass enjoyment this evening, and I made the mistake of licking the beaters, the spatula /and/ the bowl while drinking a glass of orange juice. (Well, not simulataneously.) And then Jennifer was hungry so we walked to Pete's, where I had half of a banana crepe (mondo sugar) and a large cafe mocha. Yow.
While at Pete's, I entered my perpetual dilemma that stems from wanting to leave Columbus amidst hefty reservations. From one angle, I am more than ready to take off and begin a new adventure, leaving behind the midwest conservatism, the exaggerated ethnic segregation, the urban sprawl, and the current disgusting weather (we're currently enjoying a balmy 24 degrees fahrenheit at the moment, 20 degrees higher than yesterday). On the other hand, I find it difficult to overcome the sense of loss I feel when I think about an impending move. Sitting at Pete's was only part of the problem.
I worry that in my new place, I won't have a corner coffee shop to go to where the owner is the primary worker, an insanely upbeat and friendly man that insists on hugging me and Jen every time we walk in and who has no problem serenading me with "Ice Ice Baby" while doing the Running Man. I worry that I will not find an abode that I Iove in a price range that we can afford. I worry that I won't feel the social cohesion I've achieved by finding inspiring places to volunteer and welcoming places to stretch my comfort zone.
I worry about losing touch with so many people that I've grown to love and depend on: Sarah Sarah and Carlos Carlos, Peas and Sarah, Steve, Patti and Scott, Carina and Scott, J-D'oh, Coworker Sarah, Sean Rules, Barty Bart, Ryan, the Sacinator, Brandie Naked, Daina, Hope and Megan, Nikki and Eric, Reba and Kyle... and if I've neglected to mention you by name, it's only because there are so damned many of you. As much as I brush off being a Rock Star, I do enjoy the comforts. I worry about losing Bernie's, the gutter of a bar where I can walk in and see twenty people at least marginally excited to see me. I worry about not knowing the layout of the roads like the back of my hand, and not having access to my favorite restaurants, cleverly compartmentalized in my compulsive brain (best cheap food, best not-cheap food, best sushi, quickest, best once in a while food, best regular hangout). I worry about not having so much disposable income, because non-profit salaries don't increase as much geographically as they do when you work for The Man.
I know I'm prone to worry a lot anyway, but basically I worry about moving away and missing Columbus. And you know, I never thought I would say that in a million years. When I was getting ready to move here, my statement was, "It looks like a place I could live for five years, I suppose." But Hopey is right: it sucks you in.
p.s. If you feel like coming over to watch the Super Bowl, COME ON DOWN! Just bring some communal food.
While at Pete's, I entered my perpetual dilemma that stems from wanting to leave Columbus amidst hefty reservations. From one angle, I am more than ready to take off and begin a new adventure, leaving behind the midwest conservatism, the exaggerated ethnic segregation, the urban sprawl, and the current disgusting weather (we're currently enjoying a balmy 24 degrees fahrenheit at the moment, 20 degrees higher than yesterday). On the other hand, I find it difficult to overcome the sense of loss I feel when I think about an impending move. Sitting at Pete's was only part of the problem.
I worry that in my new place, I won't have a corner coffee shop to go to where the owner is the primary worker, an insanely upbeat and friendly man that insists on hugging me and Jen every time we walk in and who has no problem serenading me with "Ice Ice Baby" while doing the Running Man. I worry that I will not find an abode that I Iove in a price range that we can afford. I worry that I won't feel the social cohesion I've achieved by finding inspiring places to volunteer and welcoming places to stretch my comfort zone.
I worry about losing touch with so many people that I've grown to love and depend on: Sarah Sarah and Carlos Carlos, Peas and Sarah, Steve, Patti and Scott, Carina and Scott, J-D'oh, Coworker Sarah, Sean Rules, Barty Bart, Ryan, the Sacinator, Brandie Naked, Daina, Hope and Megan, Nikki and Eric, Reba and Kyle... and if I've neglected to mention you by name, it's only because there are so damned many of you. As much as I brush off being a Rock Star, I do enjoy the comforts. I worry about losing Bernie's, the gutter of a bar where I can walk in and see twenty people at least marginally excited to see me. I worry about not knowing the layout of the roads like the back of my hand, and not having access to my favorite restaurants, cleverly compartmentalized in my compulsive brain (best cheap food, best not-cheap food, best sushi, quickest, best once in a while food, best regular hangout). I worry about not having so much disposable income, because non-profit salaries don't increase as much geographically as they do when you work for The Man.
I know I'm prone to worry a lot anyway, but basically I worry about moving away and missing Columbus. And you know, I never thought I would say that in a million years. When I was getting ready to move here, my statement was, "It looks like a place I could live for five years, I suppose." But Hopey is right: it sucks you in.
p.s. If you feel like coming over to watch the Super Bowl, COME ON DOWN! Just bring some communal food.
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Date: 2004-02-01 06:25 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-02-01 06:49 pm (UTC)(Mostly warm stuff.)
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Date: 2004-02-01 06:51 pm (UTC)Furthermore... I don't have any worries about you and Jen finding a new and loving social circle, no matter where you end up. You two are sweet girls and people are drawn to you. And those boobies! Mamacita! ;)
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Date: 2004-02-01 08:23 pm (UTC)and nikki and erik and all the other people you've introduced us to
and my wabs miss you
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Date: 2004-02-02 02:23 pm (UTC)I know we'd find a new social circle, but I /like/ this one. =P
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Date: 2004-02-02 02:24 pm (UTC)Perhaps we can watch Tee Vee on Tuesday!
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