The Fruit of Our Labors

It's Thursday which means it's almost Labor Day weekend. It doesn't really matter since I feel like I never get any time off. There are always things to do. I'm learning to embrace the fact that I'm constantly busy and that they're are always going to be obligations like hanging out with friends, writing, interviewing bands, doing laundry, etc. I just have to go along with everything whether I like it or not. Then again, I'd get bored if nothing was going on.

Tonight, I'm going to start moving all of my stuff. Again. I'm hoping I won't have to move for a while after this. I have to get all my crap out of my friend's place and then all of my crap out of the sublet. I think I'll split it up into two nights. Even though I don't have that much stuff, moving is always a bitch. I'm hoping I'll like the new place even though there's no laundry room. It's the cheapest place I've ever lived. I don't think I'll be throwing any parties, though, because I always worry about eviction. And my roommate has a drum set in the apartment that I don't want to get broken. I've realized I've never had my very own place where I signed a lease and moved into an empty apartment. Never. I've always moved into other people's places. Someday I'll have my very own place with my very own furniture and very own storage space for all of my crap.

I have to go to the post office after work and get keys for my Post Office box. Yes, I feel like an adult. I figured since I move so much and since I haven't been getting a lot of my mail, it's a good idea. Also, at the new place, the mail person just throws all the mail through the slot. This concerns me especially since I get checks from time to time. Saturday I have to get up early and work a Time Out event and Sunday I'll probably have to get up early again to possibly go sailing. No sleeping in for me. I've been wanting to go sailing for a while, so hopefully the weather will be nice. We're going up to WI to go, so that'll be fun. Sunday is a My Open Bar dinner with the head guy from New York. I suppose it's more of a business dinner to discuss the future of MOB, but I always like hanging out with New York people. Anyway, I'll just be glad when I'm settled into the new place and get acclimated to it. There appears to be a lot of new bars and restaurants in the area, so I definitely want to take advantage of those attractions.

Today I was informed tomorrow is my last day at this temp job. Apparently they really need someone with actual accounting experience. I've been so unbelievably bored here so maybe it's a good thing. The only bad thing is the lack of funds constantly coming in. Hopefully my temp agency will find me something else in the meantime. I just don't think I'm cut out for the 9-5 grind. I hate it, in fact. I've been wanting to go back to freelancing, but it's just so unsteady. I haven't had the time to work on projects and pitch ideas and now hopefully I will. If I can get by doing it, I'll be set, it's just I really want to travel and stuff. Of course not having a steady job means I can travel and not have to worry about taking time off, but it's such a Catch-22. And with freelancing, it takes editors forever to get back to me or not at all. I hate waiting around for responses. But, I'm going to keep trying and see what happens. I still wish I could get a steady part-time job doing practically anything and just freelance.

Summer's almost over, so now it's time to start thinking about other things. I'm moving. My friend is moving away. Summer job over. Now I have to figure out what's next. There's a chance I might be going to Vermont in Sept. The boyfriend might have to go on business, so hopefully I can come with him. I like the idea of New England a lot and have always wanted to go there. I really want to go to CMJ, too (big music fest in NYC in Oct.). I'm applying for a press pass and if I get one, I'll probably go. Of course, I'll need some sort of income to afford all these trips. I'm so sick of stressing about money. Why can't a big, bag of money fall from the sky?

So, the other day I found my long, lost cousin on Facebook. The story goes, a couple of years ago I was watching Grey's Anatomy when my cousin appeared on screen. He only had one line, but it was him. I couldn't believe it. I IMDB'd him and sure enough, he was a working actor in L.A. My mom had a falling out with her brother which led to the family estrangement over ten years ago. The thing is, I always liked my mom's family better than my dad's side. My mom side is so normal compared to my dad's. Anyway, I've been trying to track him down ever since. I Googled him but couldn't find a contact. I considered calling his agency and everything. Of course I checked Myspace and Facebook, but he wasn't on there. But, the other day I tried searching for him again, and there he was. I guess he joined a couple of months ago. Anyway, we've been talking again and I'm going to get the rest of my family to reconnect with him, too. He's one of the nicest people, so I don't know why all of this estrangement had to happen. He's going to make a guest appearance in the new Alan Ball (Six Feet Under creator) show True Blood. I can't wait. He was even in the movie Zombie Strippers. I gotta Netflix that one. I really need to go out to L.A and see him and everyone else. Just another trip I probably can't afford to take. Damn. I finally got the love life straightened out, now if only I can get the career stable, I'm all set.

I think tonight is going to be my last night at the high-rise. I'm gonna miss the spectacular view, but it's really time to move on. For some reason, I keep getting sucked back to Wicker Park/UKV. It's really the best 'hood in the city and most of my friends live relatively close to there. It's like that Chad and Jeremy song, "Summer Song," "They say all good things must end." Or that Semisonic song, "Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end." Here's to new beginnings.