Homeward Bound, Again.

I am headed home for an indefinite amount of time. It might just be a week. Or it could be two weeks, or a month. Originally, I planned to come home for my best friend and soulmate's birthday party and the chance to see my mom for a day. It was going to be a long weekend and I planned on being back that Monday. But then I thought about it: I should meet that photographer in his studio while I'm in Roanoke. He said he needed an assistant, and wanted me to drop in next time I was in town. And then I thought some more: What if someone called for an interview and needed me there the next day? It might be a long shot, but I've applied to so many places that maybe, just maybe, I could get a call any day now for an interview. So I figured maybe I should stick around for a while. J and Fisher will probably be very bored, but it feels necessary to me. It's not like I've got a lot going on. I can sit around in Roanoke for a few days just as easily as I can in Nashville. My mom said I could just come back to Danville, or I could even go up to my brother's to hand out resumes there, plus see the nephews. I'd get a little break from feeling so cooped up in the house, in this city, see my family and friend(s), and apply for jobs in person. It seems like a win-win.
So I'm headed home Wednesday morning. My mom took Thursday off, so bets are on us cuddling on the couch together under the same blanket in her freezing basement despite 90 degree heat outside. (It's what we do.) Then Friday I'm headed to spend the whole day with Erica, and her birthday party is Saturday. Sunday is recovery, and Monday I'll meet the photographer and see what the deal is there. I'm almost hoping he tells me I could start the next day, because he's popular there and stays busy, so maybe he'd need someone right away. Even if it was just part time, at least I could earn some good money while still applying and interviewing with other places. I'll help Erica move into her new apartment (/my temporary new apartment as well) and stay with her. We lived together for 4 years in college, so we're not exactly concerned. I think we're both just kinda stupidly excited to "live" with each other again, even if it's just for a week. I plan on working from her laptop, meeting her for lunch downtown where I can walk from the apartment, and seeing who will take my resume when I walk in their door.
There you have it. I'll be around on the interweb, but if you need me in person, you've got til tomorrow night, and then you'll have to track me down somewhere in Virginia. Cross your fingers that my luck starts to change the minute I cross the state lines.
LC.