Sun

This weekend was candy to my eyes. Thanks to Brittany and Steve. It was great having a familiar face around. Of course, on this beautifully scenic adventure to Whidbey Island's pebble beaches and face to face with the peak of Mount Rainier my camera stop working. So after the day of being on Whidbey, which is north westish of Seattle, and taking stunning pictures of bald eagles and miles of white dehydrated drift wood, the camera decided to call it quits. In one way I am extremely sad because now I have no visuals of the stunning beauty I encountered and I cant share it with everyone, but I noticed without having a camera how much more I actually see. I took time and breathed in each moment and really noticed each detail as we slowly made it stop by stop up the mountain.

I have been taking a rock from each place I go. I have a purple boot rock from the river in Twisp. I have a neat swirled brown and grey rock from the prehistoric looking beach at Deception Pass. And I have a white with green speckles dinosaur egg rock which is in fact lava from Mount Rainier. I think I will make a zen garden with my rocks.


This is the story of the events that happened yesterday. This is not a dramatization. Its like you are watching a recording of my day.
Yesterday morning I had about given up on finding a place that I actually liked. I was ready to suck it up and just take the next thing that became available, despite how clean it was, what kind of people lived there, whatever. I was out in Capitol Hill at the time and I said as soon as I get back to the hostel and have bought more minutes on my phone I am going to diligently email and call places and make this happen. (BTW the guys flaked out of finding a 3 bedroom, figures.) I am waiting for the former TMobile dealer to finish with his customer and a 206 number calls. Im thinking, I know I have used 297 minutes out of 300, should I answer...........(5 hours seem to go by) "Hello"
I was planning on going to a show tonight at Chop Suey (just like The Earl) which started at 8 so when hes asking me to check out the place after 7 Im thinking, is it even worth it? Yeah fine whatever, 730.
All day I had this intense nervous feeling in my stomach. It was like anxiety and I was just sick with worry and fear that these people wouldnt like me and I wouldnt like them and then what would I do. I was starting to feel like backed into a corner and weary, never more ready to settle in my entire life.
I planned out my bus route (thank you metro trip planner) which tells you walking directions as well once you have gotton off at the bus stop. My heart is racing, maybe from nerves maybe from the mocha coffee I just downed. I walk up to the door, knock.
"Perfect timing, we were just coming out" 2 guys Scott and Nick. Normalest of normal guys, into music and being chill. We chat on the porch for a bit (I have yet to talk with the housemates of others places I looked at for this long). The house is gorgegous, pool table and fire place in the front room with a tv room off to the side. And basically a record store in the next room, hugest collection I have ever seen, leading into the kitchen. All over I am looking for a golden sun, that is my sign that I am in the right place. One clean bathroom shared, Nick says he loves taking baths so he keeps it spotless. Thank goodness, all I ever want to take is relaxing baths.

The room downstairs which is potentially mine will come with a bed and an old couch and dresser, and really cool things on the wall. There was a huge tapestry with small elephants going around in a circle, and the Aztec Calendar.

I honestly could not have personally created a more perfect place.
I left without seeing a sun but I figured that maybe thats ok because everything else was so perfect and maybe I just over looked it.

Here is where it gets good.
My directions from trip planner told me to go to a different bus stop than the first so I could get to Capitol Hill for my show. I had written down specific times of when to catch each bus, but was running late because I ended up staying and hanging out alot longer than I planned, so I missed the 810 only barely in time to catch the last and final bus at 830. I wait and wait, its 9 so I obviously missed the last one, so I start to walk back up the hill of 65th St. past the house to the bus stop I got off of, maybe I can catch the bus I came in on and use my good sense of dirction to figure out where I am going. As I am coming over the hill down to the major cross street, dead in front of my eyes in a big blue garage-type building in black letters is RISING SUN FARMS, an everyday fresh produce market. My heart sank and I teared up a bit. There is was, my sun. And not only did I find my sun, but its the coolest thing, basically a farmers market everyday of the week!!! How perfect, and right across the street is vitamins and accupuncture. Healthy time.

I want to be completely confident that this is the house for me. Everyone send me your good vibes. I think this is what I need. Its definitely what I want. If it is what is good for me than there is no doubt in my mind that I will have it.

Job interview tomorrow, a really cool job too, at a BUY SELL TRADE clothing place called Crossroads (just like Rag-o-Rama). I am finding equivalents here to familiar places in Atlanta, but then there is also a huge handful more on this side of the green grass, which is in fact proven to be greener.





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Literally not even 5 minutes after I posted they called to tell me they would love to rent the room out to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am needless to say ecstatic.