I've decided that I need a new outlook on life. The upper management at my old job were always looking for an "exit strategy". I need to apply the fundamental philosophy to my life...figure out WHERE I want to be and then do what I need to do to get there. I should think long term...actually longer than long term...should think about "endgame" and reverse engineer it.
I've been thinking more and more about buying a place to call my own. I really hate condos, but that's probably the only thing in my price range if I choose to stay in the SF Bay area. Actually, those aren't in my price range either, but they could be.
It just frustrates me because I know that in mostly any other part of the country, the same amount of money would get me SO much more. SO what's more important..the area in which I live, or my satisfaction with my actual "home"? I really can't answer this question right now.
This is all moot until I find a secure gig.
Who knows...perhaps I'll make it big in the dance music scene. Ha ha...I always like to say that. I'm about 75% done with what will be my first track...it's just in pieces and isn't flowing properly. I close my eyes and try to imagine people moving to it in a club and there is something missing. The more I mess with it, the worse it gets...I don't even remember what my original vision was. Oh well.
I went to dinner at a friend's house recently. He and his wife announced that they're having a kid. Being the very blunt and practical person I am, first thing outta my mouth was along the lines of "was it planned?" Well, it was, so that's a good thing.
I'm very happy for them. But damn...my boy Dennis is having a kid!
I still think of him as a kid himself -- we haven't aged much mentally. I met him at work maybe 10 years ago and we were friendly, but it wasn't until more recently when our paths crosses again, and we went from "friendly" to "friends". His wife is cool..I have a feeling she'll be doing most of the work though.
This makes me wonder where the "future mother of my children" is right now. I shall look forward to waking up next to her one day. Making out with stink-breath, then enjoying some coffee and breakfast. *sigh* makes me feel all weepy and romantic inside. Then I open my eyes.
I've been thinking more and more about buying a place to call my own. I really hate condos, but that's probably the only thing in my price range if I choose to stay in the SF Bay area. Actually, those aren't in my price range either, but they could be.
It just frustrates me because I know that in mostly any other part of the country, the same amount of money would get me SO much more. SO what's more important..the area in which I live, or my satisfaction with my actual "home"? I really can't answer this question right now.
This is all moot until I find a secure gig.
Who knows...perhaps I'll make it big in the dance music scene. Ha ha...I always like to say that. I'm about 75% done with what will be my first track...it's just in pieces and isn't flowing properly. I close my eyes and try to imagine people moving to it in a club and there is something missing. The more I mess with it, the worse it gets...I don't even remember what my original vision was. Oh well.
I went to dinner at a friend's house recently. He and his wife announced that they're having a kid. Being the very blunt and practical person I am, first thing outta my mouth was along the lines of "was it planned?" Well, it was, so that's a good thing.
I'm very happy for them. But damn...my boy Dennis is having a kid!
I still think of him as a kid himself -- we haven't aged much mentally. I met him at work maybe 10 years ago and we were friendly, but it wasn't until more recently when our paths crosses again, and we went from "friendly" to "friends". His wife is cool..I have a feeling she'll be doing most of the work though.
This makes me wonder where the "future mother of my children" is right now. I shall look forward to waking up next to her one day. Making out with stink-breath, then enjoying some coffee and breakfast. *sigh* makes me feel all weepy and romantic inside. Then I open my eyes.
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Wish I lived in Ca... your lucky.