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So, what has been going on in my life:
I moved in with Dex and her fiance Tim, which has been going very well. My room has no window or interior door handles, but it is a cozy little cave and I like it. I get to eat delicious home-cooked meals without having to cook them and Dex makes sure I eat my vegetables, and we have an en suite washer/dryer and a dishwasher. Strangely, I feel lonelier home alone here than I did at my old place, but I think part of that is that half the time I was home at the old place I was IMing with Dex, and now if I'm home alone it means she's not home. I can get very cranky without my Dex.
Moving in was a challenge as I had really filled up my studio. Fortunately my roommates also lived in a studio and didn't have much in the way of furniture (or stuff, really). Also, IKEA furniture is a bitch to disassemble and them reassemble. Especially when you don't know where the screws went.
Dex and Tim are getting married in November, and my dress came today (I am the maid of honor). It is pretty. It is blue and it glitters. ( Here, have a picture: )
I am still unemployed, and have perhaps been less diligent than I ought to be about job searching. I am not, however, sitting around all day with nothing to do. I've been a member of a 501(c)7 social group in DC for about two years now, it's how I know most of my friends, and I got elected to the Board this spring. I didn't post about it, but yeah. My term started July 1, and I'm currently serving as the director of both education and communications. That means I have to book presenters and make sure they have everything they need, and it also means that I have to send out several weekly emails to our membership, as well as answer any inquiries that come to our info@ box. If you remember about a month ago I posted that someone I knew had died, the gentleman in question was one of our founders and the sitting chairman of the board, and I was the one who had to draft the email informing our membership of his death. Jack was beloved by many and pretty much universally respected, and he also had a wealth of knowledge and wisdom that he took with him when he died. In addition to my board duties, I'm also the information person for our annual convention, which means answering even more emails (though fortunately not as many as our chairs!) as well as assisting the rest of the communications team with writing and proofreading. So, pretty much every day I have something volunteer-related to do.
On top of that I'm going to be volunteering in the Discovery Room at NMNH starting at the end of the month. It's not necessarily an every week thing because it depends on whether or not classes have been booked, but it's good resume experience for museum work, esp. if I want to do public programming (it helps when the person designing programs actually knows what it's like to present them). Everyone else volunteering there is retired, and at least one of them is old enough to be my grandmother. The girl who's actually on staff as the instructor is young and adorable though.
So, that was a way of saying that I'm keeping busy, and while gainful employment would be nice in that it would help keep me in the manner to which I would like to become accustomed, I do also enjoy the freedom and flexibility that I have right now.
Speaking of grandmothers, mine fell and broke her back. She's fine, AFAIK, or as fine as a person can be when she's in her mid-80s and has a broken back. They sent her to rehab, which is a good sign. I'll probably go visit over Columbus Day weekend, which is also the weekend of the National Equality March (the 11 is also National Coming Out Day, appropriately enough), which I'd love to go to, but my Grandmother will notice my absence a lot more than the movement will. Congress isn't going to say "oh,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lotusbiosm isn't here, clearly we needn't fret about those queer people and their rights". (And I feel so selfish for wanting to be someplace other than with my family, but I do love a good rally and it would almost certainly be more fun than hanging out with my relatives, lovely people though they may be)
To completely change veins, I've also written some fiction for a challenge (which, no, I will not link here, because it is a bit adult and I don't want to shock you) which has gotten some good feedback. It's technically fanfic, but some of it is pairings of mythological characters, which means that it's also theoretically something that could be published as original fiction. Of course, making up stories in my head is a lot easier than writing stories down, but I do like writing.
My love life continues to be something not really worth writing about. My friends are lovely people and tell me that I am the axle, not the fifth wheel, but sometimes being the only non-partnered person gets old.
In other, happier news, my friend C's deployment got cancelled. This is, on the one hand, wonderful news. On the other hand, it sucks. He and his wife rearranged their whole lives and made plans based on his deployment (including financial plans). He quit his seat on the Board he was on with me. He's in the Reserves, so many of his teammates quit their jobs to go, and now might not get them back because they didn't have official orders, which means that their employers aren't required by law to re-hire them. Not to mention the mental and emotional stress of him getting into soldier headspace and now having to get back out, as well as the constant uncertainty of hurry-up-and-wait that the Army's had him (and his wife, and all the rest of us) doing since May.
So yeah, that's what's up. How 'bout those Emmys? Isn't Neil Patrick Harris fabulous?
I moved in with Dex and her fiance Tim, which has been going very well. My room has no window or interior door handles, but it is a cozy little cave and I like it. I get to eat delicious home-cooked meals without having to cook them and Dex makes sure I eat my vegetables, and we have an en suite washer/dryer and a dishwasher. Strangely, I feel lonelier home alone here than I did at my old place, but I think part of that is that half the time I was home at the old place I was IMing with Dex, and now if I'm home alone it means she's not home. I can get very cranky without my Dex.
Moving in was a challenge as I had really filled up my studio. Fortunately my roommates also lived in a studio and didn't have much in the way of furniture (or stuff, really). Also, IKEA furniture is a bitch to disassemble and them reassemble. Especially when you don't know where the screws went.
Dex and Tim are getting married in November, and my dress came today (I am the maid of honor). It is pretty. It is blue and it glitters. ( Here, have a picture: )
I am still unemployed, and have perhaps been less diligent than I ought to be about job searching. I am not, however, sitting around all day with nothing to do. I've been a member of a 501(c)7 social group in DC for about two years now, it's how I know most of my friends, and I got elected to the Board this spring. I didn't post about it, but yeah. My term started July 1, and I'm currently serving as the director of both education and communications. That means I have to book presenters and make sure they have everything they need, and it also means that I have to send out several weekly emails to our membership, as well as answer any inquiries that come to our info@ box. If you remember about a month ago I posted that someone I knew had died, the gentleman in question was one of our founders and the sitting chairman of the board, and I was the one who had to draft the email informing our membership of his death. Jack was beloved by many and pretty much universally respected, and he also had a wealth of knowledge and wisdom that he took with him when he died. In addition to my board duties, I'm also the information person for our annual convention, which means answering even more emails (though fortunately not as many as our chairs!) as well as assisting the rest of the communications team with writing and proofreading. So, pretty much every day I have something volunteer-related to do.
On top of that I'm going to be volunteering in the Discovery Room at NMNH starting at the end of the month. It's not necessarily an every week thing because it depends on whether or not classes have been booked, but it's good resume experience for museum work, esp. if I want to do public programming (it helps when the person designing programs actually knows what it's like to present them). Everyone else volunteering there is retired, and at least one of them is old enough to be my grandmother. The girl who's actually on staff as the instructor is young and adorable though.
So, that was a way of saying that I'm keeping busy, and while gainful employment would be nice in that it would help keep me in the manner to which I would like to become accustomed, I do also enjoy the freedom and flexibility that I have right now.
Speaking of grandmothers, mine fell and broke her back. She's fine, AFAIK, or as fine as a person can be when she's in her mid-80s and has a broken back. They sent her to rehab, which is a good sign. I'll probably go visit over Columbus Day weekend, which is also the weekend of the National Equality March (the 11 is also National Coming Out Day, appropriately enough), which I'd love to go to, but my Grandmother will notice my absence a lot more than the movement will. Congress isn't going to say "oh,
lotusbiosm isn't here, clearly we needn't fret about those queer people and their rights". (And I feel so selfish for wanting to be someplace other than with my family, but I do love a good rally and it would almost certainly be more fun than hanging out with my relatives, lovely people though they may be)To completely change veins, I've also written some fiction for a challenge (which, no, I will not link here, because it is a bit adult and I don't want to shock you) which has gotten some good feedback. It's technically fanfic, but some of it is pairings of mythological characters, which means that it's also theoretically something that could be published as original fiction. Of course, making up stories in my head is a lot easier than writing stories down, but I do like writing.
My love life continues to be something not really worth writing about. My friends are lovely people and tell me that I am the axle, not the fifth wheel, but sometimes being the only non-partnered person gets old.
In other, happier news, my friend C's deployment got cancelled. This is, on the one hand, wonderful news. On the other hand, it sucks. He and his wife rearranged their whole lives and made plans based on his deployment (including financial plans). He quit his seat on the Board he was on with me. He's in the Reserves, so many of his teammates quit their jobs to go, and now might not get them back because they didn't have official orders, which means that their employers aren't required by law to re-hire them. Not to mention the mental and emotional stress of him getting into soldier headspace and now having to get back out, as well as the constant uncertainty of hurry-up-and-wait that the Army's had him (and his wife, and all the rest of us) doing since May.
So yeah, that's what's up. How 'bout those Emmys? Isn't Neil Patrick Harris fabulous?
