Decompressed

Hello Everyone:

I have returned to the City of Angels after a glorious two-week date.  I grudgingly packed my bags and headed towards Heathrow, boarded an air plane for the long journey back to L.A. On the hand, I'm happy to be back on familiar ground. Yet, everything and everyone seem foreign to me.  I got so used to seeing and hearing British all the time that it was starting to become more familiar to me than American.  Don't get me wrong, Los Angeles will always be my hometown but I felt more comfortable in the UK. Maybe it was the vacation bliss or maybe it was something undefinable but I felt that I could be more myself in the UK.  I felt like I could move about without having an leash imposed on me by mom. Even though I fulfilled my promise to text mom to let her know I was alright, for the most part, I didn't even give her or my life in Los Angeles a second thought. Really. Towards the end of my stay I did get a couple of reminders that I needed to come back. A hold notice from the library and I started to run out of things. Also, I got a very exciting email. As I was settling into my seat I opened an email from the City Planning Department. They finally got around to me and scheduled an interview for Friday. Yay. I cannot wait. It's the dream job. Still, I wouldn't be opposed to living and working in the UK. I should get in touch with UK recruiters and do some research on working in the UK. I could easily get used to living there. I pretty much started to become accustomed to daily life. It's no better or worse than life in Los Angeles. Maybe the weather is colder but I could get used to it. Every place has its good and bad points, that's life. What attracted me to the UK was the pace of it.  In London, it's big city quickness. In Manchester, it's more relaxed. Manchester has all the big city amenities without the rapid pace. The Brit BF asked me which city I would prefer to live and I couldn't decide.   I loved spending time with the Brit BF. I feel like l really got to know him better. I experienced all of his flaws and realized that they weren't deal breakers. I saw him interact with friends and family and was impressed. He gets along with everyone, a good thing. His family was very warm and kind. I do need to send along a thank you note. I spent the weekend decompressing from the past two-weeks. Very necessary. After I unpacked, I took a long hot bath. That seemed to help with the jet lag. I still had residual jet lag yesterday, dozing off in the middle of the afternoon and went to bed early.  Anyway, tomorrow it's back to the same old, same old.