As many of you know, since I know many of you, I have recently relocated to the city of Montreal; yes, the Montreal that is in Canada. Though this puts some distance between my darling Chicago and me, it is the start of a new adventure, a rather scary adventure. The type of adventure is called adulthood, shiver.
Yes, I am off in the world to discover everything that pertains to adulthood, as defined by yours truly of course. First there's, well, let's list this:
- Finding a personally worthwhile career.
- Tricking a man into being a life partner/husband, eventually. There is nothing on the horizon at the current moment.
- Learning about Canadian taxes. Fun.
- Fluency, en français. Oui, c'est une tâche nécessaire.
- Making mistakes and reflecting upon them. For starters keeping Google up to date.
- Exploring my new country as well as my old one.
That's a small list of some very large tasks. How in the hell am I supposed to find a career that personally suits me? Am I to just stumble upon it after sifting through endless job titles and applications? Probably. And a dude to marry? Oy, that thought is way too heavy for me.
In order to stay positive about all of this, I have taken into reflecting upon my past experiences already. Many things are wonderful about my life; my friends, my family, my cat, my love, my GameCube. These aspects have taught me that life can be serendipitous when you allow it to be. Instead of searching with too much purpose, for instance for a husband/wife, or no purpose at all, the professional travelling hobos aka Kerouac, I have found that applying myself to whatever job/person/assignment I deem mandatory and really pushing myself to see things through has worked out well. I have been rewarded by good fortune in so many areas.
Sure, I've suffered too. Heck, this year alone has taken away two people permanently from me; both deserved many more years. But that's life. It's the good and the bad. It helps to focus on the good, however balancing the realism with the fantasy seems to be the ultimate outcome of happiness, per observation. I can be a smiling pessimist and a dreary optimist; both are balanced and both seem to cancel one another out; oxymoron is how I roll.
Ha, look I'm rambling again. Wasn't this supposed to welcome you to the blog audience? Sorry about that. I can become carried away with my thoughts. Which is, in fact, the purpose of this blog. I want to share with you my thoughts, my experiences, and my pictures of what is to come in my adult life. I will not promise daily updates, go to France for that, but instead will give you what I can when I so choose.
Now let's relax and enjoy the fact that this is the first post. So fresh. So appetizing. Fingers crossed this one doesn't become stale.
My love to those whom I know,
Mare
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