New Beginnings

What a cliche title for the start of this. I figured that I may as well hop on the band wagon and attempt to stay in touch with people as well as document this absurdly monumental change in my life. Therefore, this is just a wonderful way to kill two birds with one stone.

I managed to fit 3 and a half wonderful, exciting, emotional, overwhelming and indescribable years into the trunk of a Jeep Liberty which happens to be no longer mine. I've said goodbye to some of the most influential people in my life. After years of tears and laughter, I've walked away from my college experience as what I hope as a stable, well balanced and new and improved 20 year old version of me after high school. Who can believe that 3 years ago at this time I was dying to begin what was supposed to be "the most exciting and life changing 4 years of my life." Everyone was right. College was the most life altering experience for me. And now, I am about to face the real world.

Somehow in this month that I am sort of home, I have to pick only the most essential items to fit into 2 suitcases to move with me successfully through steps 4 and 5 of my "5 steps to becoming Adultish". Speaking of:

My 5 Steps to Becoming Adultish

Note how this is adultish. Not a full blown adult. Just a somewhat adult.

Step 1: Move away from Tallahassee and say goodbye to some of the most amazing people in your life.

Step 2: Reorganize the life you managed to fit into an SUV, while living at home for a month to work and regroup.

Step 3: Visit Boston with Whitney, Andrew, Laura and Michelle to remind you just what, in fact, life has in store for you.

Step 4: Re-fit said life from step 2 into 2 suitcases and move to San Francisco to take care of 3 kids and make more money while having all expenses paid for in yet, another, awesome city.

Step 5: Move to freaking Boston.

I haven't gotten past Step 5. Clearly a kink that I need to work out. Hence, why the list is also called "My 5 Steps to becoming Adultish". If I were about to be a full blown adult with interviews and job offers and apartment leases signed etc (like some friends) I would have entitled it "My 5 Steps to Becoming an Adult". No ish. No adjective. It would be a state of being. A thing. A noun.

But here I am, a quasi-adult. And will be for a little while at least. But, I have a degree to prove my no longer student status. Or at least I will have one in about 3 weeks, pending of course however long the US Postal service decides to take.