6.21
Both numbers are multiples of three. I am celebrating my three month anniversary of employment at Tahoe Donner today. I love the number three. Is it a coincidence? Perhaps.
It is hard to look back at my last post and put myself back in time. I should have trusted in the people around me that life would change, and yes, this is probably going to be one of the best summers of my life.
Everything is different in California. It is insane. I know I keep stressing this, but I honestly don't consider myself a hard core New Yorker. More of an upstate type, or even better, a New Englander - since I went to college and spent most of my formative years there. But when it comes to summer, sunshine and blue sky, i have never, ever, in my entire life experienced what a Tahoe summer is. Sure, I heard it over and over again, but each turn is different, and filled with more surprises.
I always have these "ah hah" moments, and I love them. I was driving home from work last night, sun beaming away. Windows down and music cranking, and I drove into old town Truckee. As I approached the stop sign - on my normal work commute route - i looked to my left at the town and had a strange, sinking feeling. Like one of those creepers that just felt like home. It honestly scared the sh*t out of me. In fact, I stopped and was like "really, Amanda, is this happening?" and felt a rush of "oooooh, this is starting to feel like home, i could get used to this" almost stop me dead in my tracks.
Maybe "ah-hah" moments are not the best way to describe them, but for me, it's an unfamiliar circumstance that is some sort of guidance tool to help me keep on facing forward and continuing on and putting one foot in front of the other.
BBQs, cowboys, binkini's, the beach, pbr, sunsets, relaxation...soaking it all up. it's shocking. i see hints of east coast amanda shine through on a constant basis. but they also say that you can't change who you are. i am just absorbing all that i can, focusing on myself, and putting one foot in front of the next.
xo
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Sunday, June 5, 2011
I hear the drizzle of the rain
"I hear the drizzle of the rain. Like a memory it falls. Soft and warm continuing. Tapping on my roof and walls."
And so it is Sunday. I find myself humming that tune each time it rains. I have dissected so many great lines from that song through the years. The lyrics provide me with some comfort through many different times.
I jinxed myself with my last post. I took the sunshine for granted, and am begging her to come back! I love snow. I love skiing. My favorite thing in the entire world --see first post -- is to spend the evening outside listening to the snow fall in tall pine trees. Snow in June does not make me happy. I am still feeling out how to describe what it's like to see snow when I am used to lush green gardens, tulips and spring. I yearn for a Saturday morning stroll through the public market, making fresh salsa and entertaining friends. I keep hearing that summer will keep me in Tahoe, and I am waiting, patiently, to see if that will be true.
My three month anniversary is soon approaching. My roller coaster ride has started to smooth out and I am slowly finding my way. The transition was a challenge. But the homesickness is a knock em out drag em down type of melancholy. When I think of exactly how far away from home I am, I immediately force myself to stop. I shut it off and put it away inside. I must keep looking forward. I must keep my focus and realize that I am doing what most dream of. Sure, there are sacrifices, but I put my trust in each step along my new path.
I am looking inward, and sometimes just confirming details about myself I already knew. I am growing stronger and embracing the good and the bad.
I don't know. Life never happens as you think it should. I know about my expectations and sometimes need to just let go. Find my balance.
The people and relationships I've made thus far are the most challenging, but most rewarding. I find that is true everywhere though. I love being back in the ski industry at a job that affords me the opportunity to share my creative mind, makes me think and forces me to learn new things. It is a great match and I consider myself so very lucky to have landed there. I guess everything else will just fall into place.
Today I made a list of all the territory I want to cover while I'm on the left coast. It is quite long, and I'm still asking around for the secret spots.
And so I sit in bed listening to the drizzle of the rain on the rooftop above me. I am dying for summer to get here and the fun to begin. I was told today that there is no "hoping" it will happen. He "guaranteed" it would! That made me smile...
xoxo
And so it is Sunday. I find myself humming that tune each time it rains. I have dissected so many great lines from that song through the years. The lyrics provide me with some comfort through many different times.
I jinxed myself with my last post. I took the sunshine for granted, and am begging her to come back! I love snow. I love skiing. My favorite thing in the entire world --see first post -- is to spend the evening outside listening to the snow fall in tall pine trees. Snow in June does not make me happy. I am still feeling out how to describe what it's like to see snow when I am used to lush green gardens, tulips and spring. I yearn for a Saturday morning stroll through the public market, making fresh salsa and entertaining friends. I keep hearing that summer will keep me in Tahoe, and I am waiting, patiently, to see if that will be true.
My three month anniversary is soon approaching. My roller coaster ride has started to smooth out and I am slowly finding my way. The transition was a challenge. But the homesickness is a knock em out drag em down type of melancholy. When I think of exactly how far away from home I am, I immediately force myself to stop. I shut it off and put it away inside. I must keep looking forward. I must keep my focus and realize that I am doing what most dream of. Sure, there are sacrifices, but I put my trust in each step along my new path.
I am looking inward, and sometimes just confirming details about myself I already knew. I am growing stronger and embracing the good and the bad.
I don't know. Life never happens as you think it should. I know about my expectations and sometimes need to just let go. Find my balance.
The people and relationships I've made thus far are the most challenging, but most rewarding. I find that is true everywhere though. I love being back in the ski industry at a job that affords me the opportunity to share my creative mind, makes me think and forces me to learn new things. It is a great match and I consider myself so very lucky to have landed there. I guess everything else will just fall into place.
Today I made a list of all the territory I want to cover while I'm on the left coast. It is quite long, and I'm still asking around for the secret spots.
And so I sit in bed listening to the drizzle of the rain on the rooftop above me. I am dying for summer to get here and the fun to begin. I was told today that there is no "hoping" it will happen. He "guaranteed" it would! That made me smile...
xoxo
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