Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Go Goh
I got a job.
Boom. Just like that. I ended Ptarmigan on Friday and on Monday I was offered the position of Public Relations/Marketing Administrator at the Goh Ballet. The Goh is two blocks from my apartment and the pay is better than I expected. It is all happening very quickly. I am thrilled and blessed and overwhelmed.
It begins with a one month probation period to see if it is a fit. Hardest thing right now about the job is the language barrier as it is run by the Goh family who are all Chinese and speak very little English. There is alot to learn and can be very disheartening to not understand the answers to my questions. But I am breathing and being brave and just doing what I can do. I figure I have nothing to lose. If they fire me, they fire me. If they keep me, I take home a pay cheque. Annemarie seems to believe that I will eventually start to understand their very heavy accents. I hope so. Otherwise, everyone is very kind and being back in a dance studio is like rewinding back into my best childhood memories. So, we will see. We will see.
This means, of course, that I am not going home to Saskatchewan. I was looking forward to it and am disappointed to have to cancel my plans with Leanne and Darryl and to not see Lanita and Cory and Monica and Greg. Thing is, I booked the trip home when my heart was at its most broken. When I couldn't stand being in my apartment and in this city. I feel differently now, if not completely free of those wounds, and don't have the same urge to hide that I once did. In fact, with the crisp fall crackle in the air today, all I want to do Is celebrate that I haven't gotten bitten in a long time by bedbugs and nest, nest, nest. Vancouver is my home now. The decision to stay feels right.
With the desire to nest, comes my desire to partner. The boy that I have alluded to in many posts, but not fully written about, is still in my head and my heart and my inbox ... but is a very busy busy busy boy and is having a hard time being in my life. I can't help but wonder if that is the universe's way of telling me that I am not quite ready to manifest a new partner, interest, lover, WHATEVER you wanna call it. It sent me a wonderful boy to remind me that my heart CAN heal, but is keeping him just out of my reach to keep me focused on the rest of the healing I still have to do. That said, it could also just be the fact that I met a boy that works in the film industry and the film industry is a time whore that sucks the life blood from anyone and everyone that works within it. Hahahaha. Again, we will see. We will see.
Employed girl is now going shopping with visiting Mom. If there is one really nice thing about making an income, it is spending it.
Boom. Just like that. I ended Ptarmigan on Friday and on Monday I was offered the position of Public Relations/Marketing Administrator at the Goh Ballet. The Goh is two blocks from my apartment and the pay is better than I expected. It is all happening very quickly. I am thrilled and blessed and overwhelmed.
It begins with a one month probation period to see if it is a fit. Hardest thing right now about the job is the language barrier as it is run by the Goh family who are all Chinese and speak very little English. There is alot to learn and can be very disheartening to not understand the answers to my questions. But I am breathing and being brave and just doing what I can do. I figure I have nothing to lose. If they fire me, they fire me. If they keep me, I take home a pay cheque. Annemarie seems to believe that I will eventually start to understand their very heavy accents. I hope so. Otherwise, everyone is very kind and being back in a dance studio is like rewinding back into my best childhood memories. So, we will see. We will see.
This means, of course, that I am not going home to Saskatchewan. I was looking forward to it and am disappointed to have to cancel my plans with Leanne and Darryl and to not see Lanita and Cory and Monica and Greg. Thing is, I booked the trip home when my heart was at its most broken. When I couldn't stand being in my apartment and in this city. I feel differently now, if not completely free of those wounds, and don't have the same urge to hide that I once did. In fact, with the crisp fall crackle in the air today, all I want to do Is celebrate that I haven't gotten bitten in a long time by bedbugs and nest, nest, nest. Vancouver is my home now. The decision to stay feels right.
With the desire to nest, comes my desire to partner. The boy that I have alluded to in many posts, but not fully written about, is still in my head and my heart and my inbox ... but is a very busy busy busy boy and is having a hard time being in my life. I can't help but wonder if that is the universe's way of telling me that I am not quite ready to manifest a new partner, interest, lover, WHATEVER you wanna call it. It sent me a wonderful boy to remind me that my heart CAN heal, but is keeping him just out of my reach to keep me focused on the rest of the healing I still have to do. That said, it could also just be the fact that I met a boy that works in the film industry and the film industry is a time whore that sucks the life blood from anyone and everyone that works within it. Hahahaha. Again, we will see. We will see.
Employed girl is now going shopping with visiting Mom. If there is one really nice thing about making an income, it is spending it.
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