Recently I've made a big life decision that has brought me great joy. Seriously...every time I think about it I get all warm and fuzzy inside! Very reminiscent of how whiskey warms your insides but without the terrible aftertaste. And the life decision is....
Screw you guys...I'm going home! I'll be in Seattle until June when this program is over and then my little country ass is moving back to Cashmere! yay! woop woop! high fives for awesomeness!
It's not that I don't like Seattle! I love it here...I just love it at home more. And then there's the fact that I still call Cashmere home; and when I visit I say, I'm going back home. Home. Seriously it makes me want to cry tears of joy.
Last night I was on the phone with my friend/ex whom we shall call B. I told him about this new awesome life decision and he just laughed at me! I believe his exact words were "I always told you that you weren't a big city girl!" Damn straight I'm not! I get anxiety about driving places, I hate paying for parking, I hate fighting for parking. I hate overpriced cocktails. I'm not a big fan of men in tighter jeans than me. The brand Affliction should be banned by the FDA as bad for the health of our society. I mean seriously people...just because some douche on Jersey Shore wears it does not make it cool. Seriously. icky poo poo.
So the final decision can be summed as follows: I will give Seattle until June to seduce me into staying here with things like a great job with a fabulous pay check, or finding the love of my life (like a pro athlete...that would be best). When that time comes if there is no good reason to stay, I will be throwing on my best flannel, filling the Bug with designer duds, and takin' my country ass back to the sticks!
BEST decision ever.
