"Happiness is always a by-product. It is probably a matter of temperament, and for anything I know it may be glandular. But it is not something that can be demanded from life, and if you are not happy you had better stop worrying about it and see what treasures you can pluck from your own brand of unhappiness."
Robertson Davies.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Vacation,apocolypse,pressure.

So here I sit in an one of the most awesome houses I have ever been in, you know one of those houses you see in like a pottery barn catalog? Like on the small side? That's the one.
(I'm in Denver, Colorado by the way.)
And this is the 3rd day of my mini vacation, not that I deserved one with my jobless ass, but my friends needed help moving and I saw no opportunity in the near future for a shot like this to see a little bit more of the world, now especially at a time when a lot of my friends are moving/going away...the bug kinda bit me too.
I figured this would be a good way to get outta Austin and do some good friends a solid.
So our first day went with only a few delays and distractions, but once on the road things went well.
Until we began to hear weather reports about tornados, snow, high winds,rain, and the 10 plagues...all at once in our path to Denver.
So we decided to stop in Amarillo for the night ate dinner and slept badly.
Woke up to clear skies and no apocolypse...hmm seems we got lucky until we get 300 miles from Denver, to a town called Kit Carson.
The high winds were reaking havoc on the moving truck our friends rented.
And mostly the radio reports were fucking scary.
We drove another 20 miles to town called Hugo where four tornadoes were heading slowly towards our location but ahead of them was snow more high winds and a few false alarms on the tornado sirens across the street from the weird smelling hotel room we rented.
After a gas station dinner and cup of watery hot cocoa I watched an entire season of Dr Who on my ipod because the cable was out...sleep came roughly, broken and riddled with waking moments of slight panic.
A small blizzard roared outside and ended as quickly as it started...all in all 5 hours maybe of inclimate weather but we were in for the night.
Back on the road at 8am got us thru clear skies with snow drifts on the plains to either side of highway 70 we carried on easily yet worse for wear got into Denver by noon today all of us in one piece.
I fall in love with Denver easily, and want to move here...not 'cause it's Denver but 'cause it's not Austin...and more importantly does not remind me of austin in any way.
Today the weather was 55 and sunny, perfect in my book.
But the downside is now I am getting peer pressured into not even leaving...like we can get you a job here, and if you go you'll puss out and not come back.
Fock.
I'm trying to play it cool, and not be pushed around as I am prone to allow.
Sometimes people can give you good advise for the wrong reason or at the wrong time...this is the case here I think.
They mean well however, they are not considering whats going on in my life.
Which realistically is nothing but it in in transition, I am about to apply for a job that if it pans out will allow Sarah and I to become financially square, and then maybe for me to go to school to learn a trade I can travel with...maybe even to denver.
I will post more later, and maybe photos.
later folks.

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