This blog is fast on its way to becoming my unfiltered place to whine. But indulge me a little further. As I mentioned I've got this wedding, this indian wedding, but what I haven't got is a thing to wear. As you may or may not know color is a huge part of traditional indian weddings. It is disrespectful to wear black(my go to color) because since it is the color of mourning it is seen as an ill wish towards the couple. White is also inappropriate, although the bride wears red, because it is the color worn at funerals. Final, since the bride wears red, red is out. Since I wear predominantly red, black and earth tones, my closet is providing me with not a thing to wear. I would love to find something along the lines of turquoise, magenta or orange but it seems that those colors are few and far between this season and frankly Ithaca does not offer a wealth of shopping options.
On an unrelated topic, I am still going through serious dog withdrawl. And no amount of babysitting my parents pooches seems to be curing it. It would be premature of me to adopt a dog right now and I know that. I can't support myself, I couldn't possibly support a new pooch. But lord, next to a job, that is all I want. Something to miss me, to need me, to be excited when I come home. Mt cats are fantastic, but it's not the same. I suppose I'm just having a touch time keeping my chin up. I feel a lot like I'm treading water. For all its wide open space, this place feels like it's closing in on me. I know I'm not alone in my unemployed wasteland, but it feels awful lonely. We've all been through tough times in our lives. How did you guys get through them?