Colors...so many to chose from

So for those of you who don't know, I have recently gone into a real estate venture with my family. I am buying the building that I am living in. It is an old building that contains two apartment in it. The building is from around 1869AD and has beautiful high ceilings and crown molding. This makes it a given that there has to be color of the walls and the ceiling. I have chosen a Blissful Blue for my bedroom and a Bonsai Green for the living room and office....but that's all I got. There is still the hallway/foyer, the kitchen and the bathroom. I want some bright in both rooms, but what? I was thinking about yellow, but I don't know if that will work. My bathroom now is a bright lime green and it worked so well. Everyone loved it, especially my roommate and I. Any thoughts or ideas for me??

To know or not know??

This is a question I have been battling with over the past few days. In more ways than one. Recently I found out my ex was dating someone new. At first I only knew that he was dating someone, then a few days ago he called me and wanted to talk about a lot of things. One of them was her. I then found out that I knew her, had even met her before. It was a girl that I thought he was messing around with when we were together. He swore up and down that nothing happpened until way after we called it quits. He also told me that he was a much better boyfriend to her than he was to me. I think I was doing much better without that information, but it has me now wondering...if I didn't know about all this would I have been able to move on easier? Right now, I feel as though I really don't want to have anything to do with him anymore, but would I have felt the same if I hadn't known all this new information?

So is better to know or not to know??

how long should you wait??

Here's a funny story...

Yesterday I was chatting with my roommate. She was telling me about this new guy she's hooking up with. She was talking about how she told this guy that she wasn't going to sleep with him until 21 days had passed(since she broke up with her ex). I started laughing. The guy asked her why 21 days. She replied, "That's how long my roommate(me) told me that it was proper to wait after you broke up with someone." This made me die of laughter. I finally started remembering the conversation we had when I told her this. I told her 21 days because I was told that is how long it takes to break an addiction..ha ha. Never in a million years did I think she would take me seriously. The best part is I starting thinking about this and we figured out that I had waited 21 days to have sex with someone after I broke up with my ex! That wasn't even planned!!! It just happened that way!! So my advice for the week is Wait 21 Days before getting laid!!!

Whichever way the winds blows...

...After some time to savor my time in California, I believe I can now try to put into words the lovely time I had while I was away.

I arrived at the San Jose airport around 2pm on Thanksgiving day. As I rode over the mountain to Santa Cruz I fell instanteously in love with the state. It was a beautiful day. The first thing I did was go to the beach and run through the sand. I stared at the Pacific Ocean and smiled.

A few hours later I was off to the HB Farm to spend evening and have a wonderful meal. As I rode up the driveway I was cracking up and became obsessed with the sign that said "Driving slow is sexy". Dinner was wonderful, Dean and Erin treated me as if I have always been there and I felt right at home. I got to meet some many people I have talked to on the internet which was a real treat.

The next day I had a wonderful time chillin in Santa Cruz. Headed back to the HB so I could the beautiful land in the daylight. Headed off to the pier to have a exquisite dinner as I watched the sunset in the west for the first time in my life. Followed by an evening hanging with the boys from sixth & D.

Saturday morning came where I had a awesome breakfast at Chill-Out Cafe followed by some typical tourist shopping. Around 2 or so we headed up to SF and wandered around Haight-Ashury for awhile. Then I hopped on a train and headed up to Stacktown.

Sunday, my tour guide showed me around Sacramento. I saw everything from the Capital building to the Railroad Museum to Old Sacramento. I even saw the mall!! I then headed off to the Mama Stace and Papa Phil's home to have an awesome meal and listen to some wonderful live music. I left the next morning to head back to the airport.

I am a person that travels quite a bit and normally I am happy to be heading home. That was not the case this time. I was very saddened to know I had to leave this wonderful place that I had fallen in love with. I guess the stars were shining brightly on me that day because my flight got bumped so I got an extra day to chill in CA. Not only that, but I got free airfare to take a journey back out.

I wrote a few months back to I wanted to move out west, but was scared. I am no longer scared, I am stoked and determined to make these dreams of mine come true.

Thank you to all who made this one of the most special trips of my life. You all know who you are. And for all the peeps I missed on my journey out to the west coast...I hope I see you in January when I get back out there!

Peace, Love and Light
Your Westward Bound Hobo,
Stefanie
=)

...where life takes you

I don't quite know where I am going right now. I am inspired, but not motivated. I am scared a lot and don't know how to handle it. At least I used to be able to cry...not really able to do that anymore. How does someone focus and stick to one decision? I never thought I was going to make this journey alone. I always thought he was going to be here beside me, but I made a choice. A choice to walk this road alone. I could have stayed where it was safe and comfortable, but I chose to go....

I get excited when I think of leaving, but then scared that it won't happen. I left him for a reason, but now I am finding that I need to leave my home for the same reason. I need to find who I am destined to be and the thing I know is I am not destined to live in jersey the rest of my life.

What I learned this weekend

Well it's back to reality after a incredible weekend spent with beautiful people. I went to a lovely family reunion this weekend and learned a bunch of new things. I learned first to open a beer bottle with a lighter, something I have been trying to learn for years now ( thanks Molly ). I also learned how to listen to those who need someone to be there for them...granted i have been able to do this before, but this weekend I could tell that certain people needed someone before they even said anything. I learned that there are a few people in this world that can know what I am feeling and thinking without me even saying anything and that that some people really are honest and trustworthy. I learned that I really do want to move to the west coast, but also learned that I am scared as hell to do so. And most importantly, I LEARNED HOW TO HOOP!!

I probably a few more things, but that's all my brain can remember at this point!

Thanks to all that guided through this incredible journey =)