Okay, time to get real with y’all. I mentioned in the previous post that I’m relocating. To give you an idea of what’s coming up I’m going to reveal some things about myself. Nothing earth-shattering, but stuff I would hardly have considered sharing just a year ago.
So, I may have mentioned in some incarnation or another of this website that I am in the Rust Belt region of the United States. To be more specific, I am in Columbus, Ohio. I will now be moving to south Louisiana, where the bulk of my closest family lives.
The reason I am bringing this up is so that if things really slow down at this site beyond my usual taking forever to get anything simple done, it is because south Louisiana is part of the Deep South (oh hey, Rory… heard you’re interested in the Deep South… there I be, very soon!), the poorest region in the United States outside of certain Native reservations, AND the place my family is from is in the heart of a region informally referred to as Acadiana, which is mostly rural. Is the lightbulb going on yet? Bet it is. They do have cable internet and DSL internet in many places there. I do not know how extensive the availability is. They also have cell phone access — again, I do not know how extensively available it is. Between one and the other and the other thing, I will be online from time to time, BUT, I do not know how often or consistently I can be online. And a lot of my online-time may be communicating with my kid (who is almost 17 and needs to stay where job and school opportunities will be thickest) much more than building anything website-y per se, at least in the beginning. I don’t know yet for sure how that will go, but I thought I had better manage expectations ahead of time.
Let’s put it this way. 20 years ago I was staying with my dad down there, right? You had to dial long-distance to get onto dial-up internet from where he lived. The one exception to that was America Online and lemme tell ya, I held my damn nose when I signed up for that because I thought I’d long outgrown it. BOO! And in ’06 when I stayed there, there was cell phone reception, but it was not everywhere yet. I have reason to believe that has all improved, given how many people local to my dad (who still lives in the same area) are on Facebook now, so I’m not exactly pessimistic, but in case I overestimate how good the situation is, I want to prepare you all.
When’s the moving date? That’s not set yet: I can say “September something,” but that’s it so far. I’m undergoing a massive purge of unnecessary property (18 Doctor Who tshirts, y’all… tsk) and waiting for some issues to resolve before I go any further. For example, I am changing up my banking to be more portable, so I’m waiting for a debit card before I can close down some other stuff. But I anticipate I will be out of here well before the 22nd, when a stupid thing is going to be happening that was just going to turn my life on its damn ear. I am done with my life being turned on its ear by other people, and one person in particular [glares in House Male’s general direction], so this time I’m getting proactive.
The good news is that the job market is a job seeker’s market at the moment and this time, I’ll have a car so it should be pretty straightforward to get myself set up. Which means that at some point I’ll likely be in some small town with access to cable internet or DSL. And then it’ll be my party.
I will say that although there has been a lot I’ve liked about living in the city (I will REALLY miss the library system, and will probably hold on to my account for as long as they let me just so I can check out e-books!), I’ve also absolutely hated how one must have money to spend in order to maintain any sort of social life, and I’ve particularly hated the way my life has stayed stagnant all these years in other ways because everyone thought I was married to House Male. I wanted to be there for my kid as she was growing up, and would have had to work around House Male’s workaholic schedule had I landed a job, so I stayed home. And with no family nearby I just kind of… stayed isolated. I’m no extrovert, but it was horrible. I don’t think I will know what to do with myself when every other person I run into is my cousin’s sister’s uncle’s best friend from second grade going “How’s yer mom an’ em?” It will be AWESOME, I think.
I’m so ready for things to get better, y’all. It wasn’t living in a tent with an Icelandic winter coming on, but I feel like my life has been one huge misadventure for 22 years. Like being buried alive. No more! Onward.
And, for a bit of Rory-related news: I had one of Those Moments reading the Google alerts. Thought for sure I was going to hear about an upcoming new role. Nope. It was some dumb article about the guy who played the big bad in the second Jumanji movie, and Rory was mentioned in the article because he became the next big bad. Oh, come ON, Google. Oh well…
Postscript: Thursday was so fucked up for me that I forgot to post this. Its almost 5am Friday and no, I didn’t stay up this whole time. Long story, not important, it’d just be nice if people would stop acting fucking psychotic in my immediate vicinity…