I feel like every post starts out with some lame excuse as to why it has been so long since I last wrote.
So on this two week vacation I intend to make it a goal to do a little writing on here every day.
Now I just need to think of something to write about.
Lame.
It's my first day back in Alaska in over two years.
The last time I was here I came with my friends, Mike and GR, and showing them around the state gave the trip some sense of purpose outside of the standard family catch up. It was also my also my 20 year high school reunion - which was sort of a non-event - a few drinks around a campfire outside someone's home while it rained, only in Seward it wouldn't be called rain, it would just be your standard day - grey, drizzly, cool. Some of my best friends and I also ran the Mount Marathon race, an annual rite of self-destruction Seward-ites visit upon themselves every Fourth of July, an event that until that year did not have an official body count associated with it. This summer would be a different story, although this post is not intended to be about the events that befell the race that summer, I encourage anybody remotely interested to read this excellent story in Runner's World. On that trip we managed a quick excursion from my mom's new home in Palmer to Denali and back, taking in the 8 hour bus tour into the park. Prior to Alaska we also spent a weekend in Seattle with my friends, exploring the city.
This will be a different trip altogether, and even more so than when it was originally planned. When I first bought tickets, it was for two, and I had a boyfriend with whom I hoped to be traveling with, showing him the state in which I grew up, introducing him to the family and friends he had not yet met. Even as I tapped the 'Buy' button on Orbits, securing our tickets only two months out, I had a feeling that I would be making the trip alone. Our relationship had been plagued by tension for the last 7 or 8 months, but I hoped that by giving us something to look forward we could flip it around.
This was not to be so and yesterday I flew out of NYC by myself. I'll be here for nearly a week, and a mostly quiet week it will be. I don't have a large number of friends in the state any longer. My sister Katie is here today, and we will have a small celebration for her birthday, but tomorrow she will back upstate to Denali where she and her boyfriend are spending the summer.
Since my mom sold the house in Seward this will be the first time I have ever come north in which I will most likely not visit my hometown. It's 3 hours each way from here, and we are considering making a trip to Talkeetna instead, as I have never been before. Here is hoping the weather improves.
When I leave Alaska I'll spend a few days in Seattle, staying with Doug and catching up with all of my friends there. From there I'll do the same in Portland, only Katie will fly down from Alaska and meet me there. Then the two of us wild drive down to Jenny's wedding, hitting Crater Lake and part of the PCH along the way.
Anyhow, this post is officially 'lame'! Life is not really all that bad - in fact outside of my love life, all is quite well.
After a year and a half at Hearst Digital Media, launching a site for Town & Country Magazine and updating the site for Harpers Bazaar, I took a full-time contract position with Penguin Random House publishing, working on integration related activities for the Marketing & Publicity departments. The work is less glamorous than what I was doing at Hearst, but the people here are amazing, and I must admit that I love working contract, getting paid hourly for the time that I put in and overtime for the extra time I put in. It feels remarkably rewarding.
My ex-boyfriend and I had actually gotten to a point in which we were discussing moving in together, and because we were so optimistic about the direction of our relationship and since my finances allowed for it, I actually spent a small fortune on furnishings. Now when you enter you would almost think you have walked in to the set of Mad Men. The company from which I bought much of my furniture actually did a blog post on my place - unfortunately I was a bit hangover when they came to shoot it so I didn't get around to staging it as much as I would have liked to, but it still came out great. The ex and I had only broken up a few days prior and I suppose if he and I had still been together it would have looked much more impressive than it did, but I'm still pretty proud of the article, which can be seen here.
I've managed to get myself back into a morning schedule at Cross-fit.
Anything else? If it comes to mind, I'll write about it!
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