I sit at this window, stare out at the park, drink tea, think about putting a bra on, working and then crying.
So much has happened. So much is happening.
I feel like you can see my headache in that picture. Overwhelmption [it’s a word now] at it’s best.
Did I tell you I got a job? A Graphic Design job at Adventure Cycling. In Missoula. Montana.
Most amazing part of the interview process? When one of the founders said..
– Now, Rachel. I’m going to show you a picture and I want you to tell me how you feel about it.
Ooookay… Now I’m scared.
And he turned over this picture…
That’s my boyfriend. In the middle. With his [our] good friend Daniel Davis on looker’s right. My heart was so warm!
– Oh, my gosh: That’s Evan! And Daniel! Oh, this is so great. What? How do you have this?
– I take pictures of everyone who stops through here on a tour. They stopped by in 2005.
Wow. He had asked Evan’s name in my first interview when I answered, “My boyfriend” to the question, “How’d you find out about this job?”
So that’s happening. I’m moving. A week from yesterday. Well, theoretically I’m moving… Right now it looks like I’m just driving there. Haven’t packed at all. I’ve been in a mostly catatonic state since finding out about this great opportunity and the reality of the great loss of Jackson in my life.
Overall, I am very excited. Daydreaming on the same page as this woman: http://www.whorange.net/whorange/2011/07/dear-whorange-craving-60s-business-casual.html
Having a career, an adorable apartment [pictures to come], a fresh start, styley clothes, etc… it’s all exciting.
And terrifying. [to be honest.]
How am I going to leave a community as amazing as Jackson? A place where we have kickass events that I’m asked to design posters for…
Sigh. Hard to leave.
But onward… upward…