Leaves of Change

Fall has definitely arrived here as it's been kinda chilly. Time to break out my jacket. It's so chilly in fact, my heater was lit the other day. I live in a "vintage" apartment that has two heater ovens. You have to light the pilot and they run all winter. They simply frighten me. Suddenly, flames will burst in the oven. I'm afraid one day I'm going to come home and the apartment is going to be rubble. I have a little space heater, too. Yeah, I'm going to freeze this winter.

Last night, I started training to be an editor. It's more work than I thought. There are just so many databases and lists, etc to check out. The worst part is, I had to friend over 100 promoters on Facebook--people who I don't know, people who I don't care to know, but people I will have to eventually meet. Facebook is the best source to find events so that's why I had to add so many people. My account is out of control. It makes me look much more popular than I am. I'm not looking forward to the PR aspect of the job. In a couple of weeks, I'll feel better about everything, but right now I'm overwhelmed. Despite all this stress, I like the idea of being editor-in-chief. I like the power it holds. I get to tell people what to do, especially the boyfriend. And believe me, I'm gonna crack the whip with him. And god forbide if he ever cheats on me, not only will I stab him but I'll also fire him. Feel the power.

So, on Oct 14, I'm going to Vermont. I'm very excited about this. It's always been a dream of mine to go to New England. We're flying into New Hampshire and staying in White River Junction, VT. I don't know what I'm going to do during the day when the boyfriend is at work. I won't have a car, but I read there's a lot of art galleries in the town, hopefully within walking distance. I really want to drive up to Burlington because I've heard good things. I want to do a foliage drive and pick apples from a farm and immerse myself in the quaintness and solitude of rustic New England. I suppose there' s much more nature stuff to do during the summer, but since I'm not a nature person, it works out. I pitched the idea of Vermont to one of the mags I write for (because they have a travel section) so hopefully I can write a travelogue when I'm there. See, even on vacation I can't relax. I always have to be working and doing something. I just have this perpetual sense that I always need to be doing something. I'm not a R&R kind of person, but wish I was. I can't ever stop.

I've been too busy to even do my laundry. I don't think it's ever going to get done. This is a problem. I'm beginning to feel sorta sicky. This could be attributed to everything going on in my life and possibly all that wine I drank last night. Next weekend, my friend who's moving to NZ, is having a farewell party. It's also going to be in conjunction with me becoming editor. She talked a bar into having an open bar for everyone. I think it'll be crazy fun. I will probably need that vacation after next weekend.

Tonight I'm having dinner with the boyfriend's parents. It's his mom's bday. We're going to yet another fancy restaurant. One that serves baby octopus. I know I shouldn't complain that people take me to nice and expensive restaurants and pay for me, but I'm too picky and closed minded to enjoy these things. I hate that restaurants serve baby octopus, or more importantly, that people actually eat it. Ick. I mean, can't we just go out for pizza? Later tonight there are a couple of open bars I hope to attend. Tomorrow night I'm going to a concert. Sunday I have tixs to a Blackhawks game, but I don't know if I'll have time to go. I have to compile the listings for my writers. I also need to hire another writer and possibly an intern. Being editor reminds me of when I use to make movies. For my projects, I had to audition and hire actors and tell them what to do, so my editing job is kinda similar, I suppose.

I just feel like right now is such a crazy time. I'm turning over a new leaf as editor, I'm doing freelancing for other publications, another one of my good friend's is moving away, there's some traveling going on, etc. I feel my life is never going to be the same from here on out. I haven't figured out if that's a good thing or not. I keep wondering if this editing position will get me somewhere. As much I as I don't want events to be my life, I think it's a great step forward in my career. I see it as a career move, not just some silly job. I need to take it seriously. I'll be meeting all sorts of new people. More people in Chicago will know who I am. I just hope I can balance work and personal and accomplish everything I want to. I'm going to try, but I know I won't be able to relax. Ever.