Its been a while. Stuff has happened. And I am writing an update for those of you I haven't spoken with in a while.

If I believed in astrology of any type I would SWEAR these last few months had to be the result of planets on a collision course or something. I mean, its nothing catastrophic, but it just seems like everything for me is on the verge of change.

To start: my roommate Mia decides to move to France, I get sent for a long work project to Jacksonville Florida, I come back and am fired within a week (details later), and I have had to tell my darling boyfriend that I will not be accompanying him to Seattle.

The roommate thing wouldn't have worried me much, but the market is SO SOFT right now. It is an expensive enough place that with much advertising on tribe and craigslist ... I got a whole 10 people interested enough to call. Six of them bothered to come over. And finally I found a roommate through friends. Good! Whew! Finally! The place has been occupied by just me for two months.

The job thing was one of the most bizarre experiences of my life. A lesson in never telling a fib, or perhaps, knowing when better to lie. I am still deciding. The timeline goes like this ... company announces a summer party in august for all families of employees, I tell a fib that Dragi is my fiance so that he can go if he wishes (who are they to say what constitutes a family? oh, they are the ones paying the bills. i KNOW already!), I WAS thinking of moving to Seattle and didn't want the company to get stuck with airline tix if I did move and had to switch jobs, so when push came to shove I told them months in advance that I was most probably moving in July, so they didn't buy either of us tix, time passes, I decide not to move, tell them, get sent on a business trip to Jax (which I accomplished with aplomb and much praise, btw), I bring Dragi down to visit (company expense (friends or relatives welcome/one per weekend)). This confuses the powers that be. They start to think I really am moving to Seattle if Dragi is still my bf ... (what?? ) but they don't ask me about it. They become further confused, working themselves into a tizzy, the fiance fib probably didn't help matters here but things can CHANGE can't they? In any case, by the time I return the partners have had several meetings and no one is trusting what I say ... i.e. that I am staying HERE and Dragi is moving. I get asked to my face when or whether Dragi was my fiance and I said he isn't/wasn't. Apparently that put the nail in my coffin. See! I HAD lied!!! They were triumphant that they were right about me all along (since they got confused, I mean). Bye-bye Kristie. They even changed the LOCKS! Not good for the self-esteem.

So, I either shouldn't have told them he was my fiance, or I should have lied again that he was at the time of the incriminating email, OR I shouldn't have gotten them all confused by telling them I might be moving - with enough advance notice to actually train my replacement (I thought I was being very considerate) and so they didn't have to buy tix for the Aug. party. GAH!!!

Its funny. I don't feel like scum. I am unemployed and am not looking very hard for a job. I did find a few good leads this week and am following them up. Perhaps I will try even harder next week.

So, yeah. I am not going to Seattle. Dragi and I are going to stay close but stop being boyfriend and girlfriend. Obviously this sucks ass. We have gotten so close over the last 2 1/2 years, I will miss him terribly. We have explored and discovered so much together! *sob* Yet, on the otherhand, I am also looking forward to being my own gal again. I have promised myself to be single for a year. I am devastatingly good at getting boyfriends too soon after my just previous relationship is over. I need some time as just me before I commit to being in another couple. A YEAR. That should do it, I think.

So yeah. Changes. I am trying to look on the bright side of things ... I get to go to the beach a lot, and get drunk on weeknights if I feel like it.

;^)