A Real Girl In The Real World
I knew that this day would come… the day when the tagline of this here bloggity blog was outdated. The day when “the random musings of my last year before the real world” would run into the arrival of the real world. And, well, I suppose that today is that day.
Right now I’m spending my final few hours with Little Baby Adam. He’s asleep in the swing, as usual for this time of day. (Let’s face it: I’d probably crank out a few substantial naps during the day if I had a swing that I fit snuggly in with fleece lining that rocked me constantly while I slept. Can they make these for adults?)
As soon as I get finished with Little Buddy, I’ll head over to little Red Oak Village, pick up my keys, and start the moving. Dolly is already packed… my entire kitchen is in there, as well as my bathroom, and some other stuff. I’ll try to make two more loads tonight, that way my family has a minimal amount of moving to help with…. or just the big stuff.
While I’m sad to leave Home Sweet Hardin, I’m really excited to move. I haven’t had my own room or bathroom in four years. I have had a twin bed for four years. I’ve lived without a fridge for two years and with only one fridge shelf for two years. I haven’t had a desk in two years, and now I’ll have a huuuuuuuge desk at school.
Speaking of school, I start new teacher orientation a week from today. Wahoo! I’m meeting with my department heads next week to finalize my syllabi, to get my books assigned, and to figure out all of the final details. My room is just about ready to go, and I am both thrilled and terrified to start school. I know a few of my students from church, so I’ve had a few texts/Facebook messages saying something to the effect of: “I just got my schedule! I’m in your fourth period!!!”… which is SO strange to me!! Ah!
And so, the days of old end today. I suppose that tomorrow, I’ll be an adult. Or at least I’m supposed to be. As The Avett Brothers say… Head Full of Doubt/Road Full of Promise.
