Missed The Boat

What a shitty weekend that was. I did nothing but sit on the couch watching t.v marathons hoping someone would whisk me away to do something fun. I mean come on this was my first weekend in this big, exciting, new city. But here I am coming out of it and into a really bad mood.

I guess I do this to myself all the time though. I mean not having fun, or expecting to have fun, or expecting to not have fun. In all honesty I can't say I'm surprised. During high school in South Dakota I lived in a small town with a few close friends. When it came to college I wanted to move to a big college in a big city. Fast forward a couple of years I wind up at a small state school for monetary reasons. I can't pretend like I wasn't a little disappointed. I didn't really have the "college experience." I rarely went out to parties or make many long lasting friends. I just sort of thought everything would just happen for me and I'd be happy.

So have I learned from this? Apparently not, because instead of picking myself up and going out to meet new people I sat in my room hoping my new neighbors would come knock on my door and talk to me. I can't expect much from an old Polish couple who don't seem to speak English and a boring woman who is violating her lease by harboring at least six cats.

I know I'm just letting my past issues threaten the excitement I have for being here and starting my life fresh and happy. I mean it has been a week. I can't sit here acting like my entire life in Seattle is shot because of one boring weekend. After all work is going really well. Carolyn says I'm doing very well with the role-plays and I have a talent for being sympathetic but direct. Tomorrow I have my first interview with a client as I take on my first real case. Everything is fine.

I hope.