Peace by Piece

Busy busy.  As my mother always said, "Grass will not grow under your feet".  No sooner did I land in Colorado then I had several interviews.  I arrived on a Friday and by Monday I was knocking on doors for the election.  My first job was with Working America.  It's like a union that working class people can join to increase their political strength through numbers.  They tackle issues such as workplace rights, corporate accountability, health care, quality education and retirement.  Their approach to elections is to research the issues and/or  candidates and support whomever/whatever is best for the working class.  This election Working America supported both President Obama and Congressman Ed Perlmutter on the Colorado ballot. As I said, I knocked on doors for working America.  Yup.  I showed up on Monday, met the 9 other footmen, was given a briefing on dialoguing topics and loaded up into a van to hit the streets.  We did some cheers along the way and discussed wh

My sister-in-law chatted on how fun and exciting it would be to be able to pack up and just drive across the United States over our last dinner together in Ohio.  So many of my friends and acquaintances held similar sentiments.  Over frozen yogurt with my college roommate, spaghetti with an old friend and on the RTA in Cleveland with a new friend, I tried to see my life through other's eyes.  It is full of excitement and mystery.  Jumping seamlessly from one adventure to the next.  Not getting the job at Northwestern necessitated drastic measures.  I had to move!  Why I had to move I'm just not sure.  I love my family, loved being with old friends and new friends but just didn't FEEL right in Ohio.  I so often do things based on feelings.  Intuition is another word for that.  How this new chapter ends, well we just don't know but I can take you through the prelude. Yes, I have been extremely fortunate in the adventure department and many other realms that made those