July 24, 2004
Change of plans...
This entire summer has been a season of constantly shifting plans.
My original plan, way back in May, put me back in Philly by June 1st. That fell through after some communications got crossed. No harm, no foul, however, as the summer progressed nicely on its way.
There was an intermediate plan that put me back in the city around July 1st. That fell through, just as time continued and things kept happening here.
The most recent plan put me in the house in Manayunk around this week, just after getting back from London. This is going to fall through now after an examination of my finances. At this point, I can afford to move up, but it'd be tight (there's no problem with paying rent/utilities, but just looking at whether or not it's worth paying for groceries and transport around the city) to the point that I kind of don't want to work to make it work. So I'm going to be staying in Maryland for a couple of weeks, probably until the first week of August.
Instead, I've been able to get a crack at going back to my old job for a few weeks, to make some money there. Home is familiar and quite boring sometimes, but it is also pretty cheap, and my parents haven't thrown me out yet.
Incidentally, my sister gets back from Paris in about 3 weeks, and I really want to see her when she gets in. This has been a major part of the decision, I think.
A lot of this has been due to my inability to make plans come together, which is probably one of my hugest faults. I refuse to directly plan for the events in life and often let things just take their course according to fate, the winds, or the decisions of others. A lot of this has also been due to the fact that I was just now able to get a schedule from Villanova for the fall - I'm concerned about taking a job based on not having my schedule planned out for the fall.
(sidenote: I'm registered for 3 classes: Dramaturgy, Script analysis and an Acting class, taken because the playwriting elective was probably not going to happen. I also found out that I owe the department 3 semesters (out of the 4 I'll be a student) of a no-credit, no-tuition practicum that involves working on the plays of the department. That works out to 80 hours a semester...trying to fit a job around that will be quite a contortionist act.)
At this point, I'm just really happy to have something concrete to live with. I want to leave home. It just seems to make as much sense to stay for a few more days in order to get a better leg up.
To my friends in the city, I will be up on weekends, and when I have free days. I even have a (nice) place to stay. I just can't (won't?) make it permanant for a few more weeks.
Like I said, I'm currently happy, and more optimistic than I've been in a long time.