You Are Here( no really its where I am, not you)

I am here.

I know its been awhile since I have updated this blog. A lot has been happening since July but the basic summary is...

I finally moved out of my ex's house. That happened at the end of October, at the end of the CTRF(Connecticut Renaissance Faire) which was my deadline. *sigh of relief*

Did I find a job? No. Did I find an apartment? No. So why the sigh? Because I did what I said I would do and I am finally out of his hair. Are things any better? No, just different and now he can get on with his life. His life without me.

So the majority of my life and things are in storage and I am in my mother's basement with the stuff I need to function. My mother jokingly called it my apartment. I am not thrilled with that statement, but for now its true until I can fix things.

I am looking for employment here. No lock but no surprise due to the state of the economy. But each day I get up and check my emails to see if I have any responses to my queries. I check the job postings, my websites, my Etsy, my blogs. I am putting one foot in front of the other and taking my baby steps. Maybe eventually if I turn around I will see I made it to Athens...

I will put here that I did open up an Etsy page:

www.Om3studio.Etsy.com

So if anyone actually reads this blog and want to check that out, well, there it is.

The summer wasn't totally a depressing state. I was able to connect with a lot of people at faire whom I had made friends with in the past. The difference this time was I was doing it as my own entity and not part of a couple. It was a nice change.

My friend Ana allowed me to belly dance at her 5pm show at the NYRF and for that I was very fortunate. She is a great person and I am so thankful that she allowed me to do that. I gave me a bit of myself back. I found myself dancing a lot this summer and into the fall faire season. I hope I can keep that up as I think I would like that as part of my life and my "new" identity.

So I am in New England. At least I will be here for the holidays, something I have missed over the past few years. Last year we didn't even decorate for the winter holidays, which depressed me severely. This year that won't happen.

I guess I was supposed to end up in the basement. I guess I needed to reconnect with my roots. I had told someone that I am in the same place I was when I was 17, looking to start my life back then. I have returned and I am looking to start my life over.

I hope this time when I walk down the road, that I don't stumble and fall quite so many times.