Disorganization

Listening: When you smile, the whole world stops and stares for awhile, 'cause, girl, you're amazing just the way you are.
What's my problem? Everything is messy.

It's been three days since I got back into Boston. The first day I spent networking with cooks that I'm friends with and having dinner with two of my best friends. The first night was spent not being able to sleep, catching up on TV shows that I missed and, did I mention, not being able to sleep. I did get to sleep, though. It was around six in the morning. I didn't wake up until two or something like that. I had dinner with some more friends, got home around eleven, fell asleep for an hour and then couldn't go back to sleep until nine in the morning. So, my sleep schedule is pretty messed up right now. It wasn't nearly as messed up when I was in San Jose. I blame the fact that I couldn't sleep on the plane ride back. Damn you east-traveling long haul flights.

Right now my room is a mess. At least it's better now than it was this morning. This morning, my pack was still, essentially, full. My suitcase was pretty much full, but it looked as if it had vomited all over my room. Now, the pack and the suitcase are empty, and the height of my laundry basket rivals that of a fifth grader. My desk is covered in books, bathroom products, magazines, hats, dried fish, spices and at least five different forms of currencies. I have to figure out what to do with all of my crap in the next year and a half.

All of the disorganization is making it hard for me to concentrate on getting a job. I know I need one, but I don't know anywhere specific that I can point to and say, "Yes. I want to work there and I won't take no for an answer." I'm at a point in my eating where I know some of what I do and what I don't want to end up cooking. The big problem is that there's very little of what I want to do in Boston. I can only think of two places that do what I want to do in the city and I've already worked at one of them. Should I go for the other or should I suck it up and go do the food I have been doing for the past five years or so? I have no idea. Maybe I should just be looking for the highest bidder.

So I was online today I and I was looking at some of the pictures that I took from China and I saw someone else's pictures of the Shanghai Swing scene, and, man, do I ever wish I was back there. There was just something amazing about the people I met there. I will do my best to be living there by May or June of 2012. For now, though, I have to muddle through. Time to find a job and find a happy place for the time being. Life ain't all sunshine and lollipops, but I'll be damned if I can't bask in some sun here.