Sunday, April 30, 2006

Sunday Scribblings #5: Why I Live Where I Live

First, let me say that one of my favorite things about Joy's blog is that she finds all this cool stuff on the internet and saves me sooo much time! I just go there and love everything and drool and then come back all inspired. It's fabulous.

So, she's been doing this for at least a week, and I just couldn't fit it in. But now, while my husband is out in the garage digging out the scroll saw, I have a few minutes to write the story of why I moved to the place where I currently live. This prompt comes via a book called 52 Projects: Random Acts of Everyday Creativity that I will definitely need to check out.

I promise this is a true story. Quite a few years ago, I lived with a wealthy Turkish man. Our life was jet-setting and fabulous and I was very spoiled. Every weekend we had a fun adventure: extravagant shopping on 5th Ave in NYC, VIP lounges at exclusive nightclubs, dinners with various political important people in DC. New cars and trips to Europe every year. Lots of wine. We lived together for five years. Though the relationship had the volatile ups and downs of your typical over-the-top passionate relationship, ultimately I realized that we had very different goals in our lives. I wanted to explore who I was and he wanted to make me who he thought I should be. I wanted to continue our exciting life and he wanted to move to Istanbul. In the condo above his parents. And build a staircase between the two condos. So his non-English-speaking and somewhat over-involved mom could come over. Everyday. To make breakfast. I thought long and hard about giving up financial security and the glam life. And then I gave my mogul an ultimatum: we begin to collaborate on how our life together should be or I will find my own way. His response: this is how I am, take it or leave it. I moved in with a girlfriend. He had a breakdown. We eventually found a way to be friends. My girlfriend got married, leaving me homeless, so I moved back in with my parents while I sorted myself out.

This is me - almost 15 years ago, on the verge of being spoiled. Wouldn't it be great if we could learn all life's tough lessons and sort ourselves out while we are still young?

My brother hooked me up with a new job, and we worked together for about a year in Philadephia. Then, he went to a conference in California and told me he was thinking about looking for a job. I told him if he moved, I would move too. Ready for a big change. When he came back from the conference, he'd found a job and announced he would be relocating in 2 weeks. What?? Ok, I took some vacation, we drove across the country together. I saw San Diego for the first time. Not bad. Went home, put my resume on the Internet, found a company willing to hire and me and relocate me, and voila, I live in San Diego.

I met the man-of-my-dreams. Now we live in the town where he grew up. We have a beautiful son. And my life is nothing at all the way I imagined it might be. It's better. And keeps getting better all the time.


Anonymous susanlavonne said...

ANY story that begins with "I lived with a wealthy Turkish man" is just begging to be read! What a great tale, eloquently told. PLEASE never skip a week of the are a fantastic storyteller (esp when it's true)...I'll be back!!

6:16 PM  
Anonymous Jennifer (she said) said...

wow. that is a pretty big turn of events! i'm glad to have found your post. see you next sunday (i'm glad you're happy:-).

6:30 PM  
Blogger Erika said...

Agreed... you are a fabulous storyteller and you obviously have many captivating tales to tell. Keep them coming!

8:43 PM  
Blogger kelly rae said...

wow. that is quite a story. so interesting and unique. thanks for sharing. i love that we all have our stories!

8:57 PM  
Blogger Living Part Deux said...

Yes, please begin every entry with "Once upon a time in the real world past... " Whether true or not, it doesn't matter. Like EVERYONE has said, you are a natural-born storyteller!

9:38 PM  
Blogger flossy-p said...

GREAT story!!!! Thank-you sooo much for sharing it. I'm actually sitting here feeling a warm glow and feeling proud of you.

11:44 PM  
Blogger Joy Eliz said...

OH mY GoD!!!!!
I am trying to come up with a comment that...i don't know...

That is the best true story I've heard...EVER!
You should write a book...

*giggle* I am still so in awe, I can't think of anything witty to add:D

4:58 AM  
Anonymous C. Delia said...

I loved this post--as others have mentioned--you have us at "Quite a few years ago, I lived with a wealthy Turkish man." That you are now finding joy in life as a mother is inspiring to this reader who cannot spin a tale like this one--unless I'm writing fiction!

6:11 AM  
Blogger Joy Eliz said...

tag! your it!

8:48 AM  
Blogger Laini Taylor said...

Wonderful story! Isn't it wild to think of the paths our lives might have taken? Istanbul is pretty fabulous, but bossy mother-in-law with her own private staircase? Not so much! Glad things worked out for you, and glad you found Sunday Scribblings!

3:08 PM  
Blogger Cat said...

You weren't kidding when you told me you can write. BTW . . .I'll gladly be your editor. I went to school to become an English teacher; Composition and Literature - College Level - to be exact.

3:48 PM  
Blogger melba said...

I keep telling every one it all works out if we believe and are just a bit patient. Maybe women in their 20's should all just live together creating art in a big commune(with men visitingofcourse)
because it seems like few of us figure anything out until our 30's. I am glad it is working out for you now.

6:50 PM  
Blogger paris parfait said...

Thanks for sharing your story. I've had similar experiences and like you, chose not to follow the money, but to follow my heart. Am glad you're enjoying your life now and glad you've joined us at Sunday Scribblings!

5:15 AM  
Blogger gkgirl said...

that was a great story
with lots of twists and turns...

3:03 PM  
Blogger Kristine said...

what a great adventure
and it just keeps going...
I loved this story and am smiling after reading it!

5:26 PM  
Anonymous tinker said...

What an amazing lifestory! I'm so glad you decided to join in Sunday Scribblings.
I can't wait to read more of your writing.

10:24 PM  

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