Oh, god, right. Blog.

So... I was re-reading my last post (from almost a month ago) and the first paragraph really made me laugh. It's true, though -- on September 23, when I wrote that, not much was happening in my life and not much had been happening (other than the mice).

But within days after that post, A LOT HAPPENED. Basically, it all started when I decided to leave the house one day -- actually, two days prior to that. I ventured into Charlottetown, despite much trepidation, to attend a "meet-and-greet" for a group called the Lovely Witches Club. I gathered this was a group of artistically-inclined people, but I knew no one and had no idea what to expect. Within a couple hours, I had made some new friends and found myself involved with their major event at the end of October -- The Witches Ball (which you should attend if you are on the Island). A couple days later, I braved the social scene again, feeling a little more confident for knowing a few people. And then things began spiraling... in a good way.

Over the summer, towards the end of August, a friend in Toronto had brought to my attention a job posting on the Orchestras Canada website. It was a call to replace the General Manager of the PEI Symphony Orchestra. By the time I found out about it, the deadline was almost up -- I had about a week. I had initially moved to PEI thinking I didn't want to do anything with music for a while, but the day after I arrived here I started subbing in the pit for "Anne of Green Gables," and then this job opening came up, which (not to sound presumptuous) felt like it might have been tailor-made for me. Seeing it as a sign, I threw out my notions of trying to live a "normal" life and applied immediately.

A month later I still hadn't heard anything, so I had pretty much assumed they weren't interested. And then I left the house one day. And all of a sudden, I was making friends and I was involved in exciting artsy Halloween-themed projects. There was even a boy for a while, who I thought might have really liked me (and I him). But alas, it was over almost as soon as it began. Oh, and I started taking a quilting class that week too.

And in the midst of this whirlwind of social and artistic activity, I was suddenly called in for an interview with the symphony. And a few days after that, I was offered the job. And a few days after that I got right to work preparing for the first concert of the season, which happened today.

So that's where I've been lately, and that's what I've been up to. This coming week is filled with meetings, rehearsals and social activities, and ends with another concert (though I don't have to do any prep for this one -- it's not mine).

Meanwhile, I've been reading through some of my old writing, and I'm amazed that things I wrote 3 or 4 years ago still sound totally reasonable and relatable to me. I'm not sure if that's a positive thing, but I still quite like some of my old pieces and may edit/update and repost them here just for fun.

(Side note -- what do you call journalesque pieces of writing that you originally shared on LiveJournal and reposted on Facebook when you're talking about posting them on your blog? Entries? Essays? They're too long to be snippets... It used to be so simple. Teh interwebz are confuzin.)

Also, I am aware that "journalesque" is not a word. Nor are "blizzardous" (a weather condition) and "re-shevel" (to put oneself back together from a disheveled state), but I'm trying to bring those into at least as common usage as "Kerouacian," "Vonnegutesque" and "Steinbeckian" -- incidentally, 3 of my favorite words *and* authors.