On the move.....(at some point, anyway)

My sometimes fickle personality has emerged once again. I've decided to start looking for a new place. Not because I don't like the one I have, but because I've started to notice just how much the commute to just about everything I do and everyone I see is starting to wear on me. The problem, is finding an affordable place in the D.C. area. I've already accepted that I'll more than likely have to live with a roommate, a prospect I once said I was finished with (not counting my future husband). I'm hoping that since I never had any notable roommate horror experiences and just enjoyed living by myself that adjusting to to going back to roommate(s) won't be so bad. I hope.

On the upside, I'm not necessarily in a hurry. I'm actively looking, yes, but since I still have a lease until next summer, if I don't find anything that screams "take me! I'm perfect!" I'll just keep looking. I looked at two places this past weekend, both of which were fine, but suffice it to say, I'm still looking. I also have to take into account all of my stuff. When I started living by myself, I didn't have much, but in the three years since, I've managed to accumulate an entire apartment's worth of furniture, etc. I suppose I should start getting rid of some of it now. I wonder how easy it would be to sell some of it for a few extra bucks?

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At the moment, I'm thoroughly enjoying not having any grad school work to do. It's guilt-free relaxation! I have a little over three weeks until one of my spring classes start (2 weeks earlier than the other 2). I was talking with a friend from high school tonight, and we were pondering why it didn't feel like Christmas, yet. There's less than 2 weeks left and I have yet to listen to any Christmas music (or should I say, 'Holiday' music? I can't really understand why people find a reason to bitch about anything, even the word 'christmas'), or do any Christmas shopping. At what point do all the warm & fuzzy feelings start?

My new job (is it still 'new' after 6 months?) comes along with several holiday luncheons and parties, the majority of which I'm assuming involve a great deal of networking and schmoozing. Tomorrow is the President's (of the University) holiday reception, Thursday is the luncheon for the UNIV instructors, and Friday is the luncheon my program throws for our allies on campus. That's a lot of schmoozing, something I not only dislike, I'm not that great at it. I tend to get bored fairly easily. So, my plan is to find a few 'talking points' to use if I get stuck. Current events, or campus news.....anything so that I don't end up standing around with my glass of wine, looking like I don't fit in (which, inevitably, is how I usually feel at these things). I often wonder why I have so much trouble adapting to this part of my work life, because no matter what I do, networking, schmoozing, etc. will be a part of it. I have a theory that it just means my personal life, my boyfriend, my family, my friends, are more important to me than my professional life. I'll give an update about the holiday soiree's at the end of the week. I'm expecting I'll have something humorous, most likely involving something I'll say, to write about.