Blogspot ate my nifty title.... and nearly ate this post.

Apologies to my faithful readership (all five or so of you)! I hadn't forgotten about this blog, but it kept not being a priority to update. I want to get back into regular updates, but realistically I don't know if that's going to happen. Still, I can update now so I will.
So... A lot has happened. A lot. It's been almost a month. Wow. So, I will do my best to fill in the details of what has been going on for this almost a month.
At the beginning of this month, my dad offered to pay for me to attend an LI school, Foreign Service Opportunities. As you all may remember, I was between housing situations in FR. Nothing worked out. Nothing... The Daleys were very generous, and I will forever be grateful for them for taking me in on short notice and with so little extra space. But I knew I couldn't stay there for longer than two weeks and there was nothing else opening as another possible opportunity for a place to live. So, I went to the LI school more or less homeless, but oddly okay with it. Sort of detached. It was weird.
So I got there the night before it started, all dressed up and put-together looking, and met my classmates. They were a nice enough bunch. I also found a nearby pub that has cider (yay!), so if anyone's ever in Clarendon and needs a recommendation, I can tell you where it is!;)
We started classes the next day and I had a revelation. I was typing, but I couldn't keep up with the speaker's pace. I couldn't seem to make my fingers work fast enough and when I was fast, I wasn't accurate. My brain didn't seem to be working properly either. I tell you guys, I seriously felt like it was rusty from disuse! As you might imagine, that was kind of frightening. After about three hours of this weird panicky 'why isn't my brain working' feeling, I finally hit my stride and was back up to normal speed and skill. But that lack had made a definite impression. It was disuse.
And over the next two days, I realised I couldn't go back to working at Subway, even if I did somehow find housing- which didn't seem too likely!
I have skills, I have training, I have a degree. I _have_ to do something more with my life.
That's what I was thinking.
So, I talked with my dad and we made arrangements for me to come home on the Sunday after the LI school. It wasn't an easy decision, and it some ways it didn't feel like a decision I'd made freely, but I really didn't have anywhere else to live, and I was feeling more and more strongly all the time that FR would be a dead-end for me. I needed to be somewhere else.
(Btw, I still _want_ to be going overseas ASAP...)
So I came home. And I was home for exactly two days before I decided to go and visit Coriel, Chigger and family. I got a warm welcome, and really enjoyed my stay there, it was so good to talk to Coriel and Chigger. All three of us must have remakred about a dozen times on the awesomeness of being able to visit without a paper hanging heavy over our heads! Coriel and I also watched a lot of Psych and the entire series of Firefly, which was interesting.

The ride back from Coriel and Chigger's was the most interesting part, unfortunately. I was supposed to meet my dad at a pub, and while I managed to do that part right, in his haste for us to leave, I forgot my cellphone. Though I called the place the next day and offered a reward for the safe return of my cellphone- even minus minutes etc, no luck. So, alas, my old phone number is gone. I have a new one now, which I will spread via FB and emails at a later date and time- probably tomorrow. So, it was a long and traumatic process to get a new phone number, I only just managed to finish putting that all together today. So, faithful readership. Please email or FB me your phone numbers and I'll get back to you with mine ASAP.

There is more to update/catch up on/backpost about, but I have been sitting here at Panera for about three hours, job searching, emailing people about jobs, and posting info about the yard sale I have to organise for tomorrow. While _very_ slowly drinking my chai latte. Very slowly. Hopefully I will be able to post tomorrow, with the rest of the update and the results of the yard sale... We'll see how it goes.
All the best to all my readers!