To say that the past two weeks have been stressful would be an understatement. Going on a whirlwind (but somehow relaxing) trip to Jackson, WY for Jessica’s wedding and then immediately packing up and moving was a real crunch of time and resources.
Currently, I’m writing this email from Brian and Kya’s house. They are letting us crash here for the weekend because we officially moved out of our townhouse this week. As of yesterday when we turned in our keys, we are officially homeless. For the next two months, we will basically be drifters. Actually, this period of drift may extend past two months because HAHAHAHA WE DON’T HAVE JOBS YET.
…except the Commencement speaker today told us that those of us graduating without a job lined up are truly the lucky ones. He had some ridiculous, platitude-based logic for this, but I have a hard time taking advice from a self-important bajillionaire who owns an NFL team.
So in no particular order, here are some things that happened recently:
I purchased one of the remaining card catalogs from the University, and I am SA-HOOO proud of it. Unfortunately, I had to put it into our storage unit with the rest of our stuff for the summer, and I don’t have a picture. I literally checked on it three times when we were moving out just to make sure someone hadn’t taken it. I mean, from what I read on the Internet, these are the new quirky furniture item, and they are in high demand. And I GOTS ME ONE!!!!
Moving was a terrible three-day ordeal that tested my patience and the strength of my relationship with Fiancé-friend. It rained. We were not prepared to put things in the truck. Everything was disorganized, and I had no semblance of control. I couldn’t even make my very helpful itemized spreadsheet to organize the move. I broke down several times. Seriously, at one point, I broke down in tears in the car and wailed things like, “DO YOU EVEN WANT TO MARRY ME ANYMORE?!? HOW WILL YOU NOT RESENT ME WHEN I ACT LIKE THIS?!?”
I sold, donated, or gave away most of the stuff we own. It felt like a punishment from the universe, being forced to interact with some of the ridiculously flakey people who frequent Craig’s List. At one point, some morally reprehensible lady tried to get me to drop the price on our already discounted table set because I had mentioned that if she didn’t want it, I would donate it to charity. While this was probably good “business sense” on her end, I was not in the mood to deal with it. I held firm and yelled vehemently into the air to vent my rage: “CALL MY BLUFF, YOU *&#&$&#(@))!! CALL IT! I WILL ANNIHILATE YOU!!!!” (She ended up paying full price.)
So now, everything we own fits in a 10′x10′ storage unit and our four-door sedan. I look forward to spending the next few months wondering if I (a) stored, (b) shipped, (c) packed, or (d) donated/sold my ____. I may or may not need to buy an entirely new wardrobe because I gave away so many of my clothes (which were basically tee-shirts).
I thought about going back to a real bed until I realized the delight and joy of being able to shove your entire “bed” (Japanese futon mattress) into the trunk of a Mazda3. Box springs? I laugh at you!
Our Convocation speeches sucked yesterday. I was given some really lame and defensive logic for why humanities degrees are worthwhile. If I am to believe this “wisdom” imparted upon me, it appears that all other degrees are for illiterate, uncommunicative vegetables who don’t know how to use words. Thanks for that patently false information, professors!
I think that’s all for now. I’m slowly regaining control of some elements of my life, namely the use of my time. While I will still be bouncing around from place to place and from event to event for the foreseeable future, I hope that these will be happy, fun weeks!