Everything Has To Be In Place

Hello Everyone:

I'm having a good day.  Unfortunately I did not commune with art today, just the usual things.  It's just been a good day.  The optimist in me says "yay" while the pessimist say, "this can't last."  I got in a good writing session and applied for an entry-level preservation-related job in New Jersey.  Hey, it's work.  I was sharing with the Brit BF that I'm even thinking of cruising the Tate and Victoria and Albert Museum website for job opportunities.  Yes, I know it's a big deal to pack up and move to another state and especially, another country but I look at it as nothing ventured, nothing gained.  The whole British museum thing has nothing to do with the Brit BF, it's more about me wanting a change of environment.  Besides, as mom has said in the past, "new places, better luck."  I'll admit, the Brit BF has a little something to do with my interest in checking out opportunities in the UK, very little to do with it.  This was something I've been on, mostly off considering for a while.  At least it's an English speaking country where no one throws rocks at the American embassy.  Day old scones, maybe, but not rocks.  What about New Jersey?  Someone has to live there.  I just looked it up on the map and it's in South Jersey, near Pennsylvania.  Not the worst place in the world.  Of course I say this from the comfort of being in Southern California.  Both places would be a culture shock in varying degrees.  In the case of the UK, there's that whole work permit thing but if the auspices are all good, I say why not.  That's been the grounding force in my whole move-out-of-state/country thought pattern.  I'd have to have everything in place and it be worth the effort for me to make a 2,500-5,000 mile move.  Right now, I'm not going anywhere, except home to eat dinner.