The Life


Here is the plan:

  1. Get out of New Orleans. To do this, I need to pay off enough of my credit card debt to get my credit score to “Good,” plus save up a nice little nest egg to cover moving expenses, a rent deposit, and probably a car, as well. Which means I need to…
  2. Work my ass off until then. Pick up extra shifts. Eat rice and beans. Sell whatever’s not nailed down. As soon as I’m feeling a little more financially secure, I can…
  3. Pick a place to move. Criteria include a city that offers flamenco classes, regular kirtan opportunities, horseback riding, close proximity for good hiking (mountains and snow preferred), and of course, Marriott jobs.

And that’s it. Easy peasy. I do not aspire to find a husband, have children, buy a house, or become famous. I just want to live a life where I can have job I enjoy, go out and immerse myself in nature on a regular basis, spend more time with horses, and connect with myself and others through song and dance. Maybe in my off-hours, I can write again. It all seems so simple; I wish it wasn’t taking me so damn long to get there.

4 Comments Add yours

  1. momsthetruth says:

    I wish that we live so close that I could feed you whenever you’re hungry.

    1. Anna says:

      You’d get tired of my demands for brie and clam chowder 😀

      1. momsthetruth says:

        Cat ladies can brain all this. I’ll feed you fried rice with salted fish. You, make the clam chowder for me, at my place.

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