It’s almost been a solid three months since I last wrote anything on here.
On September 10th I’ll have been in Denver for eight months, and the last three have been a whirlwind, in the best way.
To put it in perspective: today was my first completely solo day for the first time since May.
When I moved everyone guaranteed it would take six months for everything to “fall into place.” There hasn’t been a moment since I trekked across the country that I’ve questioned my move, so I’ve never had to give myself the, “Stay another day/week/month/etc.” pep talk, but I doubted that it would actually require half a year of time.
I was wrong.
Since June, I…
Got a job that could not possibly make me any happier, and allows me to now understand when you look forward to going to work each day. Happy to say I joined the flourishing startup community that Denver and Boulder have developed, and do not believe that I could have found a more driven or encouraging work environment with coworkers who really are the best. I am one happy gal.
Had one of my best friends move here and become not only my roommate, but my partner in crime for all things this mountainous terrain has to offer. All my previous solo dolo adventures got kicked up 100 notches with her presence. I cannot even express how grateful I am.
Started making actual money again, therefore allowing me to spend any extra cent on tickets to every musical event you could imagine in the Denver area. The music scene here will leave me eating ramen and saltines by the time September and October pass, but it’s a dream come true for someone who couldn’t plan attending a concert and missed many a heartbreaking show for the better part of two-and-a-half years. Said roommate writes for 303 magazine, and covers plenty of the shows we attend, so read her.
Realized how freaking quickly time really passes. I’ve almost been here eight months? My grandma will be 87 in October? My niece turned 14 and started high school this past week? One of my oldest and best friends will be a wife come May 2014? I can qualify as a quarter of a century old in less than six months? This life stuff, fly-in-g by.
Learned how to utilize every last ingredient left in a cupboard and fridge and transform miscellaneous items into a tasty meal. Peppered pickle grilled cheeses on toasted hot dog buns. Rigatoni with a jalapeño-lemon-white-wine-garlic-tomato sauce, topped with greens sautéed in garlic. Uncle Ben’s Spanish Rice combined with black beans and whatever’s left in the produce drawer. Sriracha shrimp stir fried with celery, green peppers , carrots and orzo. Yes, orzo. Expect a “How to fake that you’re a culinary chef while on a college student’s budget in your mid 20s” in bookstores Summer 2014. Or on a blog in the next month.
Let myself go with the flow and let something happen. We’ll just leave that one at that.
But, after today, I want to give first-six-months-in-Denver Allie a lifetime supply of Cabernet and baseball tickets. Though, I’ll take both of those as well, if someone is feeling generous.
When I moved here, I spent a lot of my time alone, doing things solo, meeting new people, adventuring my way through this city on my own. I had my reliable WINS crew who tended to transfer over to FINS/SINS territory, but I’ve added to them and now have a nice little network of people that I interact with on a pretty regular basis.
Today? I was a lone wanderer. I had a me day, and to be honest, at first it was uncomfortable. You don’t realize how much you start to depend on other people until you’re a day without those people. First six months was a whole lot of depending on me, myself and I, so for independent Allie it was a little unnerving to realize the dependency that’s developed.
Add in that I’ve been especially homesick this week and today was an even bigger challenge. But in a good way. I made myself uncomfortable again, and that in itself was comforting. Probably why I found my way back to this reliable pal. This blog provided an outlet, much like yoga/running/cooking/wine/etc. for me to just not think, therefore letting my thoughts go.
A little reprioritizing is never a bad thing, and I’ll incorporate writing here back into my routine. Good to see ya again.
- That job? With Ibotta, where we’re revolutionizing mobile couponing. Download the app. It’s free, and gives you cash back. Really.
- Music and I are in a pretty serious relationship these days. So, what I’m listening to right now:
- The Rays, man. And those Pirates. Possibly solving my homesickness for the 727 and 412 in one fell swoop, otherwise known as the World Series. A gal can dream.