And Just Like That...I'm moving.

I had a job interview in Vancouver, WA this week.
Guess what?  I got the job!
It is at a publishing house and I couldn't be more excited.
Sure it's only part time and I'll have to find a second job but it is in the field I want to get into!
I am feverishly looking for a place to live since I start on Monday.
So, goodbye sunny California and hello Vancouver/ Portland!

I've been going through such a crazy mix of emotions.
First I was ecstatically happy, then I was a crying wreck.
I'm leaving my family, my friends.  Everything.
I won't know a single soul in this area, or even within a few hours drive!
I'm trying to look at it as a new start. A new beginning.
We'll see what the next few months have in store for me.

That time I went to Portland, Oregon to do a half marathon.

My friend and I signed up to to the Portland, Oregon Rock n' Roll Half Marathon back in February.

Did I train for this half marathon at all?

That would be a no.

Gah, who am I?

When I met my friend in Portland, I told her I wasn't sure if I was going to do it or not.

She said she wouldn't mind not doing it, so we went all the way to Portland to not do a half marathon.

It was still an adventurous weekend though.

We walked about a mile and a half to our hostel

only to figure out that we had booked it for the wrong night!

I think I nearly died of laughter!

We called many hotels but everywhere was fully booked due to the race.

Luckily, we were able to find a hotel by the airport (they only had a smoking room available, but that sure beats sleeping on the streets!)

and it was another mile and a half walk to the hotel from the train.

We walked all around the city.

We went to the Saturday market which was fantastic.  

Then, we walked another mile and a half to get some Dutch Brothers coffee. 

It is seriously the most delicious coffee you will ever taste. 

If you go to Oregon, you must have Dutch Brothers!

It rained quite a bit on Saturday.  I did not where the right shoes at all.  

My feet were shriveled up like a grandma from all the water!  But, Sunday was gorgeous. 

I'm tempted to move to Portland!

On digging yourself out of a hole.

It's easy to think of all the things I don't like about my life.

Being unemployed, applying to countless jobs without a response, going to horrifying interviews, still living at home, having no friends, a blog that has taken a backseat, family drama, etc.

However, I had an epiphany the other day.

 

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 Maybe if I change my attitude, then things will get better.

And even if they don't actually get better, I will at least feel better.

It is so hard being down all the time, 

why not fake being up and see if that actually leads to becoming happier.

Nobody wants to be around a negative person, so I think changing my attitude will change other people's attitude towards me and that in turn will breed more happiness.

At least this is my theory.

I want to be happy, so I need to start looking for the good in everything again.

Change my attitude, my outlook, my interactions, and my thoughts into positive ones.

"Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency rather than absorbing the frequencies around you, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence."

Barbara Marciniak

P.S.

I changed the name of my blog from Simply Call Me Sylvia to ii follow rivers.

I'm going to make buttons soon!

And I'll probably be making a few format changes as well.

I think this is going to be a new start... I hope!

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Oi vey.

What has come of my poor little blog.

I can't even remember the last time I blogged.

It must be the fact that I have been in a funk.

The good news was that last week I had a job interview.

It was in San Francisco.

Quick story about my time in San Fran:

I got to my interview a bit early, so I decided to kill time at the Starbucks across the street.

Not one but TWO Michael Jackson impersonators started talking to me.

Please note that I was completely minding my own business and didnt even realize they were there until they started to talk to me!

It was awkward to say the least.

I mean how do you tell a Michael Jackson impersonator that you do not want ti give him your phone number?

I also posted that question on FB.  My friend said, "Beat It". I died of laughter and wished I had been that witty!

I also have a problem with random strangers talking to me.

Like the time a LA Fitness representative started talking to me at Wal-Mart about his time at a nudest beach in Europe.  I'm not even making this up!

I spent nearly a week and a half up in NorCal.

That's Northern California if you didn't know.

I spend most of the time with my aunt and cousins.

We hiked in Yosemite, saw Iron Man 3, went bowling, and ate A LOT.

I also visited with my grandma which is always the best.

Then I went to the Bottle Rock Napa Festival.

It was ah-mazing.

3 days of music!  Including: The Black Keys, Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros, Iron & Wine, Kings of Leon, Rogue Wave, Grouplove, Train, Cake, Rodrigo y Gabriella.

So good. So dusty. So sunburned.

My tanlines/burnlines make it look like I'm still wearing sandals.

It was great to get away. But now I am trying to think of what to do next.

I guess getting back on the job hunting horse is the only option. Sigh.