I don’t have work this week and next week is looking a little sketchy. My dad is getting married on Sat in Oregon. So I am taking off. I was planning to be there for the wedding and now I am going for a week and visiting friends on the way. It is a little last minute. I have pretty much let the universe let me know what I should do since I have tried to leave myself open to temp work. I haven’t been making any real plans. It has all been thrown together yesterday and today. I have a train ticket home and will be buying the airplane ticket probably tomorrow at the airport. Tonight is packing. I even have everyone’s Xmas presents so I don’t have to ship them in December. I will be wrapping them on the trip.
The current thought for itinerary: I am flying to Portland tomorrow and hopefully visiting with corva. Then I will be picked up and taken to Depot Bay to see my family. This sounds like the largest family gathering since a Thanksgiving 17 years ago. I will stay there Fri-Sun and get on a train Monday. I will visit friends in Redding for a couple of days and then home again in time for the Labyrinth event on Friday. After that, I might go to Eslan for an enneagram workshop. I will figure that out over the next week or two.
This month I guess I will get another lesson on how well I can travel.
It is strange to be living life like this. I don’t know what is going to happen next and it isn’t bothering me. Normally I have everything figure out way in advance and I catch things on the fly really well because I have so many options thought out. Now, I am doing things with very little advance notice and I am not thinking forward hardly at all. I don’t feel like I am going to fall on my face but I feel like I should feel that way.
I don’t even really know what I am doing for the Halloween Season. I am going to Gaskell’s with Crystal and Karen in a costume I have from last year. I might be going to Dance Macabre as a Nazzgurl. I will probably go to the annual Cemetery picnic in something black and gothic. I need to redo Fray with Crystal and her Wonder Woman to get pictures. If I am going to all that work and turning my hair blue and pink, it would be nice to have an event to do it for. But it doesn’t really matter. This is not a normal attitude for me at this time of year. Look at my past years where I have done 7-9 costumes/events, where I had so many cool things to do, I couldn’t say no. Not caring so much this year. Ah, the joys of living the examined life and trying to figure out why you are doing what you are doing.