Ok soooooo…… I lasted in Las Vegas like 2 minutes but whatever, I couldn’t handle it, I had to move home to San Diego! Yep I’m back. My entire life I’ve been dying to try living there so I did and learned fast that is not where I belong. Never know if you never try though right? So hey at least I tried. Vegas for me is best left to visit.
So what went wrong? Well a number of things. First of all I had an awesome job, but realistically to benefit from it fully I would have to stick it out in Vegas for years. Network, create relationships, work my way up, establish clientele, etc. I never ever planned on staying in Vegas for more than a Summer, so I figured it was pointless investing time in a goal I didn’t even want to fulfill.
As awesome as working for TAO was, the hours were late. Some nights I wouldn’t get home until 6am. The sun would be rising as I would drive home. Anyone who knows me knows I am a total grandma who doesn’t do drugs, so not being in bed by midnight, and staying up til 6am was rough/impossible. Then add smokey casinos and clubs into the equation, no thanks. Still coughing by the way…
Then there’s the whole Vegas never sleeps thing. I am all for going out and having fun, but in Vegas… it never stops, I couldn’t keep up. My job meant social outings, and networking tons which then meant men whom I’d normally never everrrr blink twice at got the privilege of obtaining my phone number and abusing it all hours of the day. I would get the nastiest text messages I’ve ever gotten in my life. I still can’t believe guys would just text a total stranger they met while she is working to meet up and crush it. I honestly had no idea what that even meant until I was informed later on. I guess it did not mean to come meet up and have a fun crazy night?
Another huge problem was not being able to workout outside. Its 111 degrees, literally. No more street runs. Great. Even if the weather was suitable for a quick run, the neighborhood most certainly was not. I tried running outside once and after passing 3 bums, a drug deal, 2 trannies/hookers, pigeons, cigarette butts, and tweekers, I promised myself that was my first and last Vegas run. Then I was eating like a pig, feasts each meal (my fault, not Vegas’) but it overall was just an unhealthy living environment. No street runs + endless Wynn buffets = BAD news.
On to the people…. The people were just yuck, only looking to use you for their own benefits. Could I have met more normal people over time? Sure. But I didn’t. My one and only girl friend turned out to be a total psycho, stopped being my friend over a spray tan. I think that was the final straw. Everyone was nuts, I just wanted to go back home to my nice, healthy, green grass life in San Diego.
I did make a handful of guy friends who were super nice and helpful but you can’t live in Vegas with only guy friends, I need close girl friends to survive, just how I am. Anyway, I am back home living with two of my best friends, steps from the beach and couldn’t be happier! I still do tons of stuff in Vegas so I can still help everyone out with anything Vegas related. I know everyone out there industry wise so my trip wasn’t pointless. Overall it was definitely an experience I do not regret, I had a blast but realize my heart is happier here in San Diego. I laid out all day in the perfect 80 degree weather and now am laying on my floor as the ocean breeze blows through my balcony door… couldn’t be happier.
Back to princess parties, crafting, painting, running, beach bunny’ing, and Priscilla petting I go 
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