A well-earned rest.
Saturday, June 17, 2006
I'm back at the parental home now after leading my family around the city, sitting through 2.63 hours of mostly unfamiliar names, packing 6.3 boxes of books (and looking plaintively at the pitifully small stack of volumes I'm actually willing to give up), passing on the dubious distinction of playing editor to about 1000 undergraduate monkeys hacking out poetry at their 1000 Typewriters, and explaining about 1000 times what the heck I'll be doing in Norway next year to my relatives, extended and otherwise. At least one person was surprised I majored in Anthro (something I'm a little surprised at myself, when I actually look at the diploma). Several people have asked how I'm going to manage the weather. And the handful of friends that still remain in Nebraska (and still remain my friends) are about to experience the laughter and tears that come with attempting to reach me through my inferior cellular service provider.
Here's a run-down of the recent highs and lows:
Hooray for ...
1. Actually being able to say I have a degree in something.
2. My ridiculously fun and beautiful family driving all the way across Iowa (so painful) to play with me for two days and then sit through my graduation, which, in the grand U of C tradition, was long and pretentious (again, painful).
3. Free booze! (four years of tuition finally pays off)
4. Saying good riddance to a crappy landlord! (Up yours, peeling ceiling! Hulking refrigerator! Shattered front door! Mailbox that won't lock! Funny-smelling radiator! 6am garbage pick-up! Loser-face Jones, aka Mouse no. 3!)
Boo (hoo) for ...
1. Leaving the elementary school I've tutored at for three years.
2. Moving away from a place where it's cool to be a pedestrian.
3. A sharp decrease in the density of coffee shops per square mile.
4. Feeling there were one or two things more I could have learned ... one or two more books I could have read ... one or two more professors I should have endeared myself to.
5. Taking down the little hand-made "Jenna" label that hung over my key rack. And getting my last hugs from the roomies who made it.
Obviously, I could go on and on about this. Needless to say, I'm due for some recovery time. And whenever I lay down at night and it suddenly occurs to me that there's no streetlight glaring down through my window ... no fire station two blocks away ... no upstairs neighbors deciding to move their furniture around at 1am ... I realize this is a pretty good place for it.
Meg rolling up my pant legs so I could play in t he fountain.
Me plus two out of three roomies after the ceremony.
Enjoying the coffee shop that makes me happier than a little boy in a tall red hat.
Here's a run-down of the recent highs and lows:
Hooray for ...
1. Actually being able to say I have a degree in something.
2. My ridiculously fun and beautiful family driving all the way across Iowa (so painful) to play with me for two days and then sit through my graduation, which, in the grand U of C tradition, was long and pretentious (again, painful).
3. Free booze! (four years of tuition finally pays off)
4. Saying good riddance to a crappy landlord! (Up yours, peeling ceiling! Hulking refrigerator! Shattered front door! Mailbox that won't lock! Funny-smelling radiator! 6am garbage pick-up! Loser-face Jones, aka Mouse no. 3!)
Boo (hoo) for ...
1. Leaving the elementary school I've tutored at for three years.
2. Moving away from a place where it's cool to be a pedestrian.
3. A sharp decrease in the density of coffee shops per square mile.
4. Feeling there were one or two things more I could have learned ... one or two more books I could have read ... one or two more professors I should have endeared myself to.
5. Taking down the little hand-made "Jenna" label that hung over my key rack. And getting my last hugs from the roomies who made it.
Obviously, I could go on and on about this. Needless to say, I'm due for some recovery time. And whenever I lay down at night and it suddenly occurs to me that there's no streetlight glaring down through my window ... no fire station two blocks away ... no upstairs neighbors deciding to move their furniture around at 1am ... I realize this is a pretty good place for it.
Meg rolling up my pant legs so I could play in t he fountain.
It was a little rainy at graduation, but morale was high!
The fam (minus Dad) at the MSI reception the night before graduation.
Me plus two out of three roomies after the ceremony.
Enjoying the coffee shop that makes me happier than a little boy in a tall red hat.
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