Proactive...the state of being, not the zit medicine

I've been largely silent on this thing, mainly because I've been busy and because it seems lately my loved ones are being cosmically dumped upon, and there's no real way to make any of it funny. It seemed uncouth to be blabbing about the day to day ridiculousness of being me when people are losing loved ones left and right. It's just been a long string of deaths and tragedies for friends and family so I've been keeping my head down.

Well, sort of. Clearly I'm still vomiting up stupid stuff on Facebook.

Anyway, here's a cute picture of my dog.

Aside from just trying to be a good friend and take care of me and mine, I've been going into Proactive mode. I leave in six months, give or take to move to California. This decision makes absolutely no practical or financial sense but I'm doing it. If I don't do it now, I don't think it'll ever happen. I love my life, my friends, and my family and that's what has kept me here for so long. But I need to see something new when I look out my window. And I've got friends there, already. I'm just trying to make myself as valuable a job seeker and as sane a person as I can before I leave.

I'm studying hard for this God awful test to get my Professional HR Certification before I leave, I've been saving every dime I can since last year so I can get by for a while until I find a job. I'm getting twice weekly allergy shots so I can move in with a friend in San Diego as opposed to affording a place on my own (she has cats). I'm working two jobs and as soon as dance is over for the year, I'll be picking up more tutoring clients for the summer. I'm sucking my free health and dental care dry trying to take care of everything I can think of. Gave away my guinea pigs to some lovely people as I can't take them with me. Downsizing my STUFF. Making a better effort to spend time with the people I won't be able to see on a regular basis.

See? None of that was funny. Sorry, y'all.