ball is rolling.

like the scene in Temple of Doom.

Yesterday Andrew told his boss he was leaving. not for vacation, for good. Today, I told my boss at one job we were skipping town, and Andrew spent the day calling the owners and all the contractors and subcontractors to tell them he was leaving, wrapping things up, moving on.

After much contemplation and a frenzy of phone calls, emails, job applications and strategizing, no funding has come through for school, ruling out that option for now. There is one possible assistantship left, but I've not heard back, they're three days overdue.

So, in one month's time, we are packing up out things, going backpacking then heading to my house in Eugene for a hard month's work. Then, if no other opportunities present themselves, we'll pack up again and drive across the country scouting out places to live. Places like Vancouver B.C., Portland, Madison. Places with green jobs and nature conservancy projects. I'm excited for new scenery, new opportunities, new landscapes. And I've settled into the idea of having to work another in-between job whilst volunteering for national parks or the nature conservancy or some other rad organization until I talk someone into hiring me for a living wage.