Life is still in limbo. I've been in CO for over a year now and still no H. We signed a second six month lease, which was completely demoralizing. We had a huge fight about where the dog would be happiest, and resolved that neither of us is in a situation that is good for the dog, nor will we be until we sell the house in KC and buy something out here. After I ordered the paperwork to get a home equity loan and threatened to come out there for a week to interview contractors myself, he broke down and promised to be living with me by my birthday this summer.
I told him I'd hang onto the the loan papers, just in case. He is certain that him doing the renovations himself (at his obsessively, meticulous snail's pace) is the only way we'll realize enough gain from the house to buy a new one in Colorado. While I think he's right, I did point out that there is a lot more at stake than a down payment on a house. Simply put, we can't continue like this and call it a relationship, and I'm just plain tired of being without a future.
Nasty bit of business with the Italian organization. I won't go into details here, because it just doesn't matter. Suffice it to say, the organization is dissolving, amid much turmoil. While my conscience is clear. I was already prepared to let it go when my term ended yesterday, so it was needlessly troublesome and I think there are many innocent bystanders who may pay the price for the impetuousness of a few people. Time will tell the truth and I wish them all the very best luck.
I'm still running an Italian group in Colorado and leading a self-study group. My Italian has improved a great deal, but I won't be able to make much of it until I get myself to school in Italy. (Right after I pay all my bills and buy a house.) (sigh)
My job has been going great. Or I should say that I'm doing fantastic work, and earning the respect of my superiors and peers. Most of my peers anyway, there is one fantastically talented new employee who seems to be gunning for my job. She is talented enough that one day (not in the near future) she will surpass me, no doubt, but for now I am unconcerned... only annoyed at having a constant target on my back.
There is one thing in my life that is going well and it is my job. When I walk into my 10x10 gorgeous office every day, I am the subject matter expert, the go to person, the provider of "tea and sympathy," a discrete confidant, a reliable ally, a trusted advisor, and am generally well-liked. It's great to be me as long as I'm at work. At night, I return to my box filled apartment to curl up on the couch and provide companionship to my very lonely dog (or perhaps it's the other way around). Somehow I still manage to sympathize with this young lady (who is happily married with a child and a modest home) who really only wants to get ahead, and doesn't realize that she isn't ready yet and that she will be ready someday. I feel so old.
