I haven’t written in my blog for so long. My wordpress dashboard actually feels a bit unfamiliar to me. What happens when you fail at blogging? Do you leave your domain and site here to languish like an abandoned house? A tiny speck on the internet, soon to be forgotten?

Nah, I just start writing again.

Life has been…a whirlwind lately. I started my job at the end of May, as a lovely hotel front desk agent in the Berkshires. And I must admit, I love it. There is a side of me that absolutely loves all things involving organization – so faxing, typing, printing, etc and I am in heaven. And then there is also the actress side of me – so getting to be delightfully cheerful and professional and saying things like, “Have a lovely evening!” with my best fake smile fulfills that side of me. One of my closest friends saw me at work, and said

Oh my god, you are so soft spoken at work. It’s almost like it’s a joke!

It’s true – I have this strange soft, slightly sultry work voice. Almost a purr. At work, I am a different person. I am no longer the sarcastic, loud, deep voiced Sarah that is cracking jokes. Instead I am polite, smiley, soft spoken Sarah, here to help you with your hotel needs. It’s fun to be someone else on a daily basis. I think it was the type of escape I was looking for.

Beyond work, I have a carefully constructed social life that involves grilling, camping, drinking wine, live music, long walks, and more laughter than I can remember ever having any other summer. 

Alas, my backyard dreams faltered when the property went up for auction and my neighbors bought it. They hate me and refer to me as “the snobby bitch,” (I heard them talking one afternoon while I was getting ready for work) and have put up caution tape on the property line, so I can’t even use my backdoor at this point. They also dug up the raised beds, because they were apparently 6″ or so on their property, so I can’t garden either. This has caused a bit of tension, as I am an anxious person by nature, and I am now terrified of my neighbors and constantly worry about what they will do if one of my dogs sneaks out and onto their property. This is basically what I make myself ill over on a daily basis. My mum is coming to visit to help me construct a tiny little fenced in area on my patch of yard so that if they sneak out they will have no where to go but there. But this doesn’t do much to quell my anxiety of these people, as I’ve heard ridiculous domestic disputes and other such things.

So, that’s life.

How is your summer going?