Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig

Ahhhh. Finally back in Georgia in my own warm, fluffy bed. No post last night as I was at home in Madison County with (most) of my wonderful family for dinner, the Madco BOE meeting at which Mel was recognized (they also mentioned the top 10 Bus Rodeo contestants. Fo' real. I seriously can not make this stuff up). We spent the rest of the evening wrapping presents and relaxing together, which was really nice, and I headed back into Athens this morning to meet with Whit, one of my fantastic friends and art teacher extraordinaire, before babysitting the SICK Rafal boys...grrrrrr. I love that family and I am thankful to know that I've been a help to them (Sandi mentioned today how much she's going to miss me next semester) but I get really frustrated with dealing with sick kids, a special needs pre-teem going through puberty (yeahhhh, you can imagine), and the host of other challenges my job brings. All in all, I know it's taught me a lot and will bring me where I need to be in the future, but dangggg if it doesn't get frustrating sometimes. My last day is tomorrow. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can....
Anyway, the rest of my night was spent packing and hanging with my sister Maribel and her BF Stephen watching psyc and playing Beatles Rock Band. Which brings me up to now....

While I know it's really good for me to talk about all of my experiences, challenges, joys etc of each day, I hope that this blog isn't turning into just a report of everything that happens to me. I really want this to be a way for me to "dig deeper" as my HS lit teacher Ms. T would say. I've been thinking about a couple of different post topics, but I'll save those for later times when I don't have too much to talk about (which will probably be never. Have you met me?)


Anyway, the thing on my mind right now is packing up my house. But not really the packing aspect. I know that doesn't make any sense at all, but I'll elaborate. First, I'm feeling overwhelmed with this whole thing. Picking up and moving somewhere, be it 30 minutes away or 2 states, is always stressful but I really like to have somewhere that I can feel comfortable and happy, surrounded by pictures and collages and all the reminders of the great things I've gotten to experience. I know that I'm going to have to take down all this stuff and am not sure what to do with it all once I get it home. Do I get re-settled at "home" home, set up all my pictures, and really move back to D'ville? I think this is probably the best, most soul-satisfying option because I really can't imagine myself not having anywhere to call my own.


But in addition to this stress of packing and deciding where everything needs to go, comes the challenge of my time and the relationships I cherish. My mom and youngest sister were hoping that I would be home-home for good once the break started for me and I want to be back in Madco with everyone too, but I also feel like I have to take care of all of this moving/packing before I can really relax. Of course when they ask me to come home and I say no, I feel guilty that I should be spending as much time with them as possible, but then I also havvvvvvve to get everything done and would much rather be able to relax completely once I am home. It's a tricky situation and hopefully I can get everything else packed up fast so that I can go home and be with my family! :)

1 comment:

  1. "I'll save those for later times when I don't have too much to talk about (which will probably be never."

    Hahaha love it

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