ding ding ding.

The time has come to make changes, instead of just wishing for them.

I have recently decided that my constant wavering of decisions has gotten me nowhere. I believe that I am very capable of making a very good, solid plan when it comes to the possibilities my future could hold. I can even hold on to those plans for days, weeks, months, even, at a time. The downside is that I am also very capable of carefully picking apart those well-laid plans until there is nothing left to stand on. I bring my hopes up high, then tear them down sadistically.
My first tackle at this sadistic behavior has been purchasing a piano and researching teachers. I am bound and determined to learn to play it. Jackie and Luke helped Ryan and I move the damn thing into the apartment. We had to lay it on its back, which made me cringe over every bump. Some of the keys were not exactly working and it is very much out of tune after the move. I was really afraid that it was irreparable.
Last night, Dan the Piano man came over to fix the issues. Have you ever seen the inside of a piano, more than just opening the lid? I watched him work for about an hour, completely mesmerized as I learned how the whole thing works. He was a rather chatty man and had no issues explaining the process or showing me the keys and the hammers and all the things that make it a piano.
Tonight, I am having coffee with a possible piano teacher. She seems very nice and very experienced with piano. Hopefully, by Christmas I will have some reasonable amount of skills to show off after Christmas dinner.
Ryan and I have discussed, re-discussed and discussed further what our future might hold in terms of geography. It seems to change every day. However, a fairly do-able plan has been created in my mind and I intend to get somewhere with it, whatever the obstacles.

I am going back to school. It is official; I will be taking advantage of the free schooling that UF offers. Then I will be applying for another degree. Decisions have finally been made regarding my career path; no longer do I feel doomed to an office/desk life for the rest of my career. The classes that are required are a bit daunting, but hopefully I will survive.
Ryan has been very supportive. Though, I must admit, I am rather sad about the fact that I will continue to live in Gainesville until at least 2009. Yuck. As long as I don’t get to the point where I am stuck in Gainesville, I can live, but having kids here is just not for me. I want a bigger city, plain and simple.