So, while washing my face this morning I noticed something... I have gotten so old since I moved to Houston in Dec. '05. And I don't just mean that I've added a couple of candles to my birthday cake. No, I'm truly older now. I don't want the same things that I used to want.
One thing I know that's changed for me is the fact that I no longer want to spend every single weekend going out. Now granted... I haven't really had the opportunity to do this as much as I used to, but even then... I don't even want to. I also have noticed that lately, I want to just settle down. Now, don't take that the wrong way. I don't want to run off and get married and start a family or anything. Not right now, anyway. Rather, I just want to make my house a home - not just some place I sleep at night and store my stuff.
Another thing I've learned about myself is that I hate living in a city that suffers from urban sprawl. I like my cities vertical (i.e. San Francisco or Chicago), not spread out like Houston. And if I can't live in a vertical city? Well, then I'd rather live in a city like Albuquerque, Denver, Phoenix. Something where I have my city if I want it, but I can just as easily escape to the mountains if I want to. In cities like Houston (and Dallas, and Los Angeles, etc...), you really feel like you can't escape. Traffic is horrific to say the least, and the surround cities sort of melt altogether, making the city feel like it goes on forever. Did you know it takes me 2 hours to get out of town here? Seriously! Unless I go south to Galveston, but that's only because the ocean stops me from going further.
The last thing I've learned about myself is that I absolutely HATE being this far away from my family. If this whole work thing doesn't work out like I'd hope here in Houston (or better yet, in New Orleans next year)... I think I've made my mind up. I think I'll just have to move on. I like my job, but it isn't exactly my life's passion. And the costs of staying here so far from my friends and family back home... well, let's just say that I don't think I can afford them much longer. We'll have to see how this saga plays out.
Anyway, it's getting late and I think I'll go hit the hay. I hope y'all are doing well out there. Keep blogging... I miss hearing about your lives too!
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A lot of people go through that the older they get. I seem to be stuck going that direction in one regards and in reverse in another regards. I would like to settle down and make a home for myself but by the same token I find myself wanting to go out more on the weekends and have adventures. Quite to the contrary most of my friends are doing the whole nine yards. They are making a home, settling down, and becoming home bodies. I just can't handle it. I like as much fun and adventure as I can't get and want to enjoy it on into my twilight years. This kind of makes it hard to find friends that are still like that and haven't gotten set in their ways with a feeling that they have some how seen and done it all.
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