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I've officially been at my job for 90 days :)  So that means that I am officially being switched over to commission instead of an hourly rate.  I'm ecstatic about this, but also a wee bit scared.  But it's ok!! 

During the last meeting with my boss, we were going over my numbers.. and I have never EVER been this busy with clients in a salon.  My numbers are rising literally every week, it's just so refreshing to see everything falling into place for me, day by day, since I moved here.  My 90 days being up also means that I'm now eligible for health insurance.  I havent had health insurance in like 3 years, which is bizarre since my entire family sells insurance haha.  I havent discussed that with my boss yet, I need to ask her about it. 

For the first time in my life, I'm talkin to more than one person at a time haha.  I know this sounds silly... but it's new for me.  I would usually put all my eggs in one basket and go running, but I'm enjoying getting to know different people, taking it all in, no pressure, just being open.  I'm feeling the need to expand my circles of friends... and feeling like this is why I moved away.  To expand.  To experience new things. 

My roommates and I are planning a week long vacay down to the outer banks in July.  They've booked the beach house already...  now I just have to ease my boss into the idea of me taking time off right in the summer.  I'm sure I won't be able to take the full week off, but hopefully I'll be able to get away for at least 4 days.  It's gonna be a full house, all of the beds are already claimed, and we're planning on having to make up the couch beds too.  Definitely something to look forward to!  I'm gonna want to take a trip down to my dad's beach house in Corolla too... but we can only really count on that being available in the off season... he rents it out for 6K a week in the summer... so I can't really ask for a week then.  I guess if we actually got enough people to fill the house up, it wouldn't be that much (8 bedrooms, sleeps 17 people comfortably) but I'd still rather just go there for free when it's the off season.  I didn't make it down there last year...  but man I have so many great memories in that house.  If that hot tub could talk...  lol.  We'd be in trouble!

I'm just so excited for the warmer weather.  It makes me giddy.  I can't wait to spend days on the water with a beer (or 5) in my hand.  This is gonna be a good year.

A new lesson everyday.

I really do love my life. 

I have a friend who had labeled one of her fb photo albums as just that, and she puts all of her happy smiling pictures into it.  I love that.  I'm so thankful for everything that my life has turned into right now, problems and issues and confusions included.  I feel like all of those things are the things that shape you into who you are.  I am, and I am becoming who I want to be.  And I love that I'm discovering more about myself through all of my experiences. 

Overall, I'm still loving my job.  I had a tender little tift with my boss last week, but it was all pretty much chalked up to a misunderstanding between us, and she was literally singing my praises by the end of the meeting (which lasted almost 2 hours of us just talking) and she then asked me if I was hungry and wanted to get lunch together lol.  The whole situation really just left me chuckling to myself. 

Another thing I really love about my job is all the different people I get to meet.  I get all these new clients in my chair, and for at least half an hour, I get to peek into their worlds.  It's so amazing to be able to come into personal contact with so many different types of people, all going through different lives and different types of things.  It's really opened my eyes to how different we all are. 

Sidebar: my roommates' two birds are totally messing with my cat lol.  I wish I had a video camera right now.  They are in their cage but they are hovering around where she has perched herself right next to them...  I can't even describe it but it's hilarious.  They are all being quiet but it's like they're talking shit to her... like 'try to get me bitch!'  it's so funny!

But yeah...  just yesterday I worked on 5 different people at work.  All of them were new clients to me, and by the end of the day my head was almost spinning from info overload from all of them.  I love that people feel like they can open up to me while I'm doing their hair, even if we've just met.  I hear about so many different relationships, friendships, experiences, judgements on others, judgements on themselves, I just love that I have the privilege of hearing so many different life stories and opinions. 

I've been thinking a lot lately...  thoughts like these have never been in my head before.  I will admit that I have been a judgemental person in the past, sometimes overly.  But I do think that's a part of being a kid, and learning to grow up.  I've realized the one thing that ties us all together...  our search for happiness.  We all have different experiences in life, and we all base our judgements out of our own experiences.  I am learning to be more accepting of other people, and each of our pursuits of happiness.  We have all made stupid decisions, but isn't that what makes us who we are?  I will continue to look back on my life with no regrets, just a growing thirst for experience and knowledge of who I am.  I'm so glad that I chose to move away from the hometown... and I feel like this is just the beginning of my adventure.  I'm feeling more than ever, the need to broaden my horizons and keep taking everything in that I can get my hands on. 

I really do love my life.  :)

On my way :).

Well I know it's been a while... but I just really havent felt like writing in a bit.  It's funny... cuz when things happen, I always think about how I'll want to write about it, but then when I sit down, I never feel like writing.  I've actually been thinking a lot more about starting to write a book.  I want a write a book about all of my bad dates...  kinda like short story/chelsea handler style.  I wanna ask others to also add their stories too, if they think they have a date in their past that is worth writing about... because it was soooo bad!  (I have oodles of them.  It's ridiculous!)  But anyway... I think it would be fun to really share my stories.  Some of them (well one in particular) is kinda graphic..  and I wanna put the story in there cuz it is hilarious, but I'm not sure that I should.  S has said that she'll help me edit the book... so maybe I'll see what she thinks. 

Anyway... the big update:  I'm moving to Richmond this weekend!  I've been packing up my stuff... and I'm just about ready to go.  I got offered a job, and found some really great roommates all in one weekend about 3 weeks ago.  Since then, I'm still really excited about the roommates, who are a lesbian couple, plus one other lesbian; but ive been having second thoughts about the salon.  Luckily I had another salon call me so I had a phone interview today with the owner, and I think this might be a better fit for me.  I'm meetin with her in person on Friday, and I'll make my decision after that.  But wow... moving to Richmond in 3 days!  It, for serious, just still doesnt seem real.  I'm looking foward to getting there, and then fastfowarding like a week, so then I can feel more settled... and hopefully it'll start to feel like home.  I'm totally stoked... I'm so excited that I made this decision and that I'm following through with it.  This is the perfect ending to this year!  I found a path that I wanted to take, and I'm taking it.  I found love, and she's wonderful and adorable.  I'm so happy for this fresh start to my life... and I can't wait until it all feels real.  :)

The process.

So I'm in the process of looking for a job and a place to live in Richmond, the city I want to move to.  I've posted ads on some roommate websites, and I've been calling and emailing a few salons in the area.  When I take a step back and think about it, it doesnt really seem that scary, but when I let myself fall into this mindset, the entire thing just scares me.  I don't know why, and I can't even put a finger on what about it scares me, but it just seems like such a big thing.  The city of Richmond is only 2 hours away from where I am now, and I know I want to move there, and start my life over and make a home for myself there, but it just seems like this big feat that feels unattainable, even though I know it is attainable and I can do it.  I don't want to doubt myself, but it seems easy to do that right now. 

My mom is no help at all with this.  She just seems to be so negative on the idea, and has said a few times that she doesnt want me to make 'another mistake'.  My mom sells insurance, and she is of the mindset that everyone should be in her business and it's like it's her life dream for my sister and I to follow in her footsteps.  I did it when I was fresh out of high school, simply because I had no idea what else I wanted to do, but I ended up hating it, and eventually let my insurance license lapse.  My sister has just recently caved and taken her insurance licensing exam, passed it, and is now my mom's little star child.  Mom hasn't skipped a beat on telling me how my sister will now be able to earn her way towards the next company trip, which is to Hawaii, with this little grin on her face.  I wanted to punch her.  She also made a comment about how in the future my sister and I could take over all of her accounts.  She has said all of this since I've made it known that I was planning on moving away.  Well... not that that would matter, she has made her little comments ever since I started doing hair, about how I will always have to work two jobs, and I'll never be able to make a real living out of it.  I completely disagree... the hair industry is always growing, it's something that I love doing, and it's something that I'm very good at, so if I want it bad enough, I can make a living out of doing what I love.  I am so tired of hearing her negativity towards my profession.  I just need to get out of this house, more than anything.  But I'm not moving out of this house until I have a place in Richmond.  So until then, I'll just have to get over it. 

I went to see my dad last night, and he took me out to dinner.  His wife was out of town, yay me.  My dad is always good for a pick me up.  I totally unloaded on him about how I'm feeling, and he knew exactly what to say.  I am so thankful that he and I have gotten closer.  But anyway, he told me that I can do anything that I put my mind to, because I'm his daughter.  He was so encouraging, and he even said something that made me laugh my ass.  He told me that my life should be fun.  I asked what did he mean... and he said 'well, you've got the hair thing, and you've got the gay thing' hahaha.  I think it's hilarious that he associated my being gay with being a fun life.  But anyway, he's right.  I do want my life to be fun.  I'm an artist, and 'artists see the world differently,' said one of my aunts a couple months ago at a bbq.  I do want my life to be full of beauty and love and peace and happiness, and I feel that I can truly create all of that around me if I just put my mind to it. 

I can't wait to get out of this house.  I think I'll start feeling better as soon as find a place to live and a job, so I can start making plans for the actual move.  I just wish that that had all happened.. like... yesterday.