It took some time to settle into my new home. I won't lie. I thought by simply making the change I would feel better, but that wasn't the case. It took me three weeks before I could sleep through the night without waking up.
Mama is still convinced I'm going to come running home. Either way, she says, I'm screwed. I'll either be paying a mortgage for nothing or I'll be breaking a lease. Little does she know I found a short-term renter for my old house. It's some guy who is moving to the county and is looking for a place to stay while he decides where to live. I made him sign a three-month lease. If the house doesn't sell before that, I'll auction it off.
Anyway, I did something today that is pretty ambitious. I went up to Net Tech on my lunch hour and asked all kinds of questions. I found out all about what a typical life is like. I also found out graphic artists make a lot more money than I do without all the hassles.
I was very careful not to let Bill see me. I don't think I would know what to say if I came across him. That I'm researching careers because I loath where I work? That I was too stupid to go to college at age 18 like everyone else? That I really, really want to work where he does so I can see him everyday?
I found out a lot of information. Still don't think I'm ready to sign up for classes.