I’m having a good time in Philly. The training has been really good. The class is a bit of a review, but there have been some really good basics that I needed to get. The class I have in three weeks will be the really good stuff.
Last night, I met up with my friend Casey. I haven’t seen him in well over a year. We were reminiscing about the good old days when I lived here. Oh, the stories we were telling. I haven’t laughed so hard in ages.
My class in three weeks just might bring me back here. I’ve got some mixed feelings about that. Part of me thinks the training company is completely misleading in how they operate. Part of me is glad to get out of Boston for a few days.
I’ve had this bug in the back of my head the past few days telling me that I should move back here. I’m not doing anything in the immediate future. This is what I told my friend Tatjana:
It’s giving me some thinking to do. The only thing really keeping me in Boston right now is my job. I don’t have that many friends in Boston. I have a few, and the ones I have are good ones.
The job market in Philly is pretty good for me, about the same as it is in Boston. Granted, I can’t get my job in Philly. But I’m also in a position to be able to choose carefully when I decide to go. I’m not going to just have to take the first thing that comes along just to pay the bills.
I like the idea of being much closer to my parents (while still being a respectable distance) but I don’t like the idea of moving far away from Reggie’s second home (ie Beth and Paul’s).
I do know this: There is much to consider and making a half-assed decision isn’t going to happen. I need to make my decisions carefully.