Diary of a Lost Girl

[doalostgirl]

“Hiking Trip” and Life

So remember how I thought I was going to be going hiking with my mom, my step-dad, and the puppies?

Not so much. Apparently that was never even the plan. We were supposed to go hiking with my two brothers and my mom. No step-dad, no puppies. But the hiking thing got cancelled altogether. We ended up going to this restaurant we really like (called Meatheads), then a tiny bit of shopping, then to a place called Adventure Realm, and then to the Cheesecake Factory. 

My family and I love Meatheads. We regularly (about once or twice a year) drive an hour or two completely out of our way to go eat at this restaurant. 

Then we walked over to Nordstrom Rack to look at some clothes at the urging of my brother. He refuses to wear anything that’s not fairly high-end designer. I think it’s kind of ridiculous, but I have a certain amount of appreciation for the fact that everyone kinda has that “one thing” that they are willing to spend all of their money on in a way that makes little sense to others. Mine is supporting bands. My friend Bre’s is make-up. My brother’s is designer clothes. Everyone has their thing.

Afterwards, at my urging, we went to a place called Adventure Realm. Basically, it involves you picking out a wand, and then going around pointing it at things and having them respond. There are “quests” and stuff... Unfortunately, it’s on kind of a small scale so after you wander through it the first few times on your first quest, you kinda learn where everything is and it becomes ridiculously easy after that. For, you know, a twenty-three year old and sixteen year old. (Only my youngest brother would participate in this activity. My mom and other brother refused). Despite the fact that we were probably a little old for it, we had fun. Being able to make things react by pointing your wand at it just doesn’t really get old.

And then we went to eat at the Cheesecake Factory. We made plans to go because Chris (the elder of my two younger brothers) had asked to go. Of course, when it came time to actually go he said he didn’t want to. He also refused to order food and just ate the free bread. Chris kind of refuses to show interest in anything. Seriously. He just never wants to do anything. Even when we agree to do something he wants to do he then says he doesn’t want to do it. Anyway. The food was obviously superb. I got this wild mushroom soup which I would eat every day for the rest of life if I could. If I ever have a wedding (which at this point I find unlikely) I will serve this soup. I also got an antioxidant salad. It was pretty good. It probably would have been better if my nose cold hadn’t prevented me from experiencing the full range of flavors the salad had to offer.

Also, our server was really, really cute. Not like stunningly gorgeous, but perfectly attractive to my tastes. He looked like a cross between Seth Green (who plays Oz in Buffy the Vampire Slayer; Oz is the One True Love of my life) and this guy named Todor in a band I love called Marina City. I’ve never been tempted to leave my number for a server before, but I swear if I lived in the area I would have. Even though I don’t live in the area I almost did.

So that was yesterday. Today, I’m finally (FINALLY) moving on with life stuff

I got impatient and emailed the guy I’ve kept in contact with at the hotel to “make sure I turned in the paperwork okay” a couple days ago. Of course, what I really wanted was to set up an orientation day. My brilliant plan worked and he finally got me in contact with HR and we got that day set up for next Wednesday. I also called the apartment company I want to rent with and asked why I hadn’t received the paperwork I was supposed to. Turns out I’d accidentally given them the wrong email (whoops). So I filled out all that paperwork (shout out to the really nice, super pretty girl who works there who made filling out all the paperwork ridiculously easy and quick) and got it turned in. I think that, hopefully, as soon as the hotel verifies that everything I said about my income is true and correct, I should be able to get the apartment (!!!!). I’m so excited. 

If everything goes as planned (I’m knocking on wood just for typing that phrase) I should move in to my new apartment on Friday the 24th. Hopefully. Thank God for making everything work out as far as all this goes. Everything could possibly have gone wrong, and divine guidance really pulled this through.

I’m attaching pictures of my puppies to the end of this, because even though we didn’t go hiking together I still got to see them and I love them very much. The black one is named Stark, the brown is named Ragen.

[doalostgirl]

Day Two

Sometimes I will have more original titles. Not today.

Today I am still sick. I am very unhappy about it. Yesterday I sat around, not moving, surrounded by tea and honey, water, tissues, a trash, and facial lotion trying to relax and heal as much as possible. All I ate was Pho, because I am convinced it has healing properties (broth with vegetables and rice noodles. This seems like a very health-giving soup. I don’t know). I watched Buffy the Vampire Slayer for like 12 hours.

I obviously didn’t sleep well because I didn’t move, but I still thought I’d wake up feeling better. Alas.

I also never received a call from the hotel to set up my orientation date, which I find highly annoying and unprofessional. The entire time I was interviewing for this job (over the course of 3 or 4 weeks, with 3 different interviews), they kept telling me how quickly they needed this position filled, how I would have only the two weeks notice to give my current job no more, how I might even have to start orientation on my days off... And then they hire me and I don’t hear from them. What the fuck. (Sorry, I use strong language. It happens). 

I did, however, receive an email at 3:04 this morning asking me to fill out some paperwork pre-orientation online. So at least I still seem to be hired. At least I’m receiving some sort of contact. Not human contact (it was obviously some sort of automated message), but contact. If I haven’t heard from them by the end of the day I’ll call them tomorrow.

I came home early from work. Partially because I’m miserable due to this cold, partially because the restaurant was dead slow, and partially because it’s hard to keep pretending to care about it now that I’m almost finished working there. I still care about the other employees, obviously, and even a couple of the customers, but the restaurant itself? Nah.

I’m going to be headed to my mom’s tonight.She lives about an hour and forty-five minutes from where I currently live. We’re supposed to go hiking tomorrow, and then to one of our favorite burger places. There’s snow on the ground and the high temperature for tomorrow is like 35 degrees Fahrenheit. So I really think the hiking thing will go over badly, especially considering my cold. Thank goodness I have a coat that more closely resembles a duvet.

There’s this guy in this band called Set It Off that I’d really like to make out with given the chance. They’re playing a show here in town towards the end of the month. I’ve never exactly had good luck with guys (especially casually? Like sometimes I’ve been down for something casual but they want to date me and I’m like: no???), but maybe I can make this happen. Unlikely, but maybe. He’s into redheads. I sometimes have red hair. 

Too bad I don’t know what my orientation date is, or I might have a better idea of where I’ll be at the end of the month. (Please read that sentence in a tone of frustrated resentment).

I’ve already eaten Panera today. I am actually looking forward to going back to the gym once this cold clears up. I hate that I’m a gym person now. (I never used to be, and I certainly still don’t look like I am. But good gods I am in such a better mood when I’m working out. *sigh* Maybe this hiking thing tomorrow is a good idea, after all.

(I will try and post pictures of my mom’s puppies. They’re adorable and I love them).

[doalostgirl]

The Beginning

This isn’t really a beginning. It’s more like the beginning of the middle.

I’m twenty-three years old. I’ve graduated from college. I have a full time job working as an assistant restaurant manager. 

I’m writing this because I’ve just quit my job to start a new one in a city two hours away, and I’ll be moving by myself into an apartment in a city where I know almost no one. I’ll be spending a lot of time by myself. And although I have friends I can talk to, there’s some things I can’t tell them.

I got a new job specifically because I wanted to move to this city. And anyone I know can tell you I’ve wanted to live in this city for the last three and a half years or so. I love this city - I really do. It’s beautiful, and clean, and not too crowded (but it’s still got a lot going on). What I won’t tell anyone - what, in fact, I will swear up and down isn’t true when they ask (and they have) - is that a good part of the reason I want to move to this city is because I’m in love with a guy that lives there. 

This is a really dumb reason to move anywhere. Especially when we’re just friends. Especially when he’s shown exactly zero indication that he’s even noticed I’m a girl.

So obviously I can’t admit to my friends this is the reason I’m moving. Or at least a lot of the reason. This blog is a good place to get that off my chest.

So instead of becoming a flight attendant and living in a big city, I accepted a job as the front desk supervisor at a hotel in this medium size city where I know one guy, there’s a girl I used to be friends with but haven’t really talked to in years, and a girl who goes to the same concert with but that I haven’t really associated with a whole lot.

Yeah. I make good life decisions. 

I am, however, really excited about the move. The hotel I will be working for is the biggest in my state, which is kinda cool. It’s got over 400 rooms, so I’m sure it’ll keep me busy. And I found this beautiful little apartment! It’s absolutely tiny, but it’s steampunk as fuck. It used to be an old mattress factory, and they kept that aesthetic going. (I’ll upload pictures when I move in. It’s an amazing place). I’ll have to work as an Uber driver in addition to my new job in order to afford it, but a second job never killed anyone. It will be especially challenging as I can’t get out of my current lease in the city I’m currently in. So I will be paying two rents for the next six months.

It’s fine. I’m fine. I have a spare $3,000 so that I can have two apartments in two cities for six months. Awesome. (Heavy sarcasm).

So that’s where I’m at right now. Waiting on my new job to call me (sometime today, or so they told me) in order to set up my first orientation date. Waiting on finding out this orientation date so that I can tell my current job what my last day is. Waiting to find out when my last day at my current job is so I can pick a good day to move.

In the meantime, I’ll keep watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer and trying to get over this cold.