Twenty Five Things I Wanted to Do

On my 25th birthday, I wrote a list of things I wanted to do. I've accomplished some, so I'm reposting and crossing out things I've accomplished. Not too damn shabby.

1) Get married
2) Have a family
3) Buy a house
4) Pay off my student loan
5) Give money to charity
6) Attend charity events
7) Give thousands of dinner parties
8) Own a huge all-diamond necklace
9) Travel to Africa, Fiji, and Asia
10) Get over my fear of flying
11) Wear high heels without my feet hurting
12) Own a dog
13) Have no zits
14) Live abroad
15) Be the perfect Boob Nazi I want to be
16) Look good in red lipstick
17) Discover a way to make my eyelashes grow an inch
18) Be featured on The Sartorialist
19) Quit my job and travel for five years. (Then come back and get a job again.)
20) Get into a healthy BMI
21) Stop binge eating when things don't go my way
22) Become one of those people who are well known in a city
23) Learn how to do calligraphy
24) Become one of those effortlessly striking people
25) Volunteer more (especially with Make a Wish, as my brother got a wish from them)

Family Situation

(Or why I'll never trust anyone again.)

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Staying in Seattle

You probably didn't notice that my blog has been private for the past week or so. That's okay. I'm not exactly the best blogger anymore. Well. One of the main reasons I've ever gone private was for job interviews and whatnot. I had a job prospect in San Francisco.

I was soooo excited about it. But then I did the interview. It was long-term care. Eh, I could overlook that. But then. Life happened. Some stuff involving my family up here.

It's been a rough effing week. Worst week ever. And I was trying to be excited about the job when I was emotionally devastated by this stuff. I found out they were going to give me a formal offer and immediately called my sister and cried because I didn't want anyone to feel abandoned. 

They gave me the formal offer. It was only $7.50/hour above what I'm making now. (I got a 2-dollar-an-hour raise by changing to work Sunday-Thursday.) California has state taxes, which would take 4/5 dollars of that away, basically. So only $2.50 for that big of a cost of life increase? No way, Jose.

Plus now I can be here with my sister and her family. Family is more important to me than San Francisco, especially since my life would've had to change a loooot. 

Can you imagine me without a car? I can't. That was another strike against SF.

Maybe I'll move there one day. One day with a better job offer and our family isn't having severe issues.

Sigh. I think I might like the idea of living in a city more than the reality. Sigh.