So I never thought I would let myself be consumed by work. I don't know why I didn't think this, considering that I'm a perfectionist and pretty much completely pour myself into whatever projects I take on. Nevertheless, it is what it is.
The past week I've been going into work early and coming home late. This is partly because I've been training students for most of the day and then have work tasky things to get done afterwards. For the record, I have no idea how/why I've been training students when I have so many questions of my own. But training has definitely been fun. Putting together powerpoints the night before was not so fun, but meeting and interacting with the students makes up for it. :)
I'm really starting to miss the friendships I had in NC. This hit me yesterday when I was going home from work and feeling great and wanting to celebrate. But I had no one to call to go get dinner or Starbucks or ice cream. I'm wondering if I'll ever have friendships like those I had in college again. College was a special time for me because it was socially-centered. I spent alot of my time investing in relationships. When am I going to have time to do that again?
I want to leave on a positive note. So I'll just say that I love the whirlwind that accompanies going back to school. If anyone wants to send me a bouquet of sharpened pencils, feel free.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Monday, August 4, 2008
homecoming
After my first (half) week of work, I was happy to take off to North Carolina
Friday was the first time I'd flown since high school. I had a window seat on the way to Charlotte and was so excited when I looked out and could see Lake Norman!
On Saturday I ventured up to Blowing Rock with a car full of wonderful ladies. I volunteered to drive since I hadn't driven since June. It was great to be in the car with the windows down breathing in the North Carolina air and blaring the radio.
It's always good to visit old friends. I got to see people I had not seen since May. We got to share summer stories and laugh and reminisce about our Carolina years. I think we all feel ridiculously old now that we've graduated college. I don't think I'll ever be able to wrap my head around the concept of time. Why did summer go by so slow in 3rd grade and now it's over in the blink of an eye?
So I've come to the realization that I have a very hard time with saying goodbye. Well, I don't think it's actually saying goodbye as much as the transition that accompanies the word. I tried to prepare myself before I even left for NC for what was going to come on Sunday. I was fine all weekend when I was hanging out with friends. I was even fine when I had to say goodbye to them after the wedding. But as soon as I got to the airport terminal on Sunday, an uncontrollable rush of sadness consumed me. Maybe it was because security took away $40 worth of toiletries. But I have a feeling that it was my body's natural reaction to transition.
As much as I try to fight the sadness, tears usually win. And after the tears and a couple days of getting back into the groove, I'm completely fine. And with work being super busy, there is no time for the transition blues. I've been busy working on re-formatting and fine-tuning training manuals for the year. Training starts on Thursday!
Thinking of you all.
Friday was the first time I'd flown since high school. I had a window seat on the way to Charlotte and was so excited when I looked out and could see Lake Norman!
On Saturday I ventured up to Blowing Rock with a car full of wonderful ladies. I volunteered to drive since I hadn't driven since June. It was great to be in the car with the windows down breathing in the North Carolina air and blaring the radio.
Meredith and Joel's wedding was beautiful. I know they spent hours planning the details and it sure paid off. As far as I could tell, things could not have gone more smoothly. It rained a bit during the ceremony which meant it was nice and cool when we arrived to the reception site.
It's always good to visit old friends. I got to see people I had not seen since May. We got to share summer stories and laugh and reminisce about our Carolina years. I think we all feel ridiculously old now that we've graduated college. I don't think I'll ever be able to wrap my head around the concept of time. Why did summer go by so slow in 3rd grade and now it's over in the blink of an eye?
So I've come to the realization that I have a very hard time with saying goodbye. Well, I don't think it's actually saying goodbye as much as the transition that accompanies the word. I tried to prepare myself before I even left for NC for what was going to come on Sunday. I was fine all weekend when I was hanging out with friends. I was even fine when I had to say goodbye to them after the wedding. But as soon as I got to the airport terminal on Sunday, an uncontrollable rush of sadness consumed me. Maybe it was because security took away $40 worth of toiletries. But I have a feeling that it was my body's natural reaction to transition.
As much as I try to fight the sadness, tears usually win. And after the tears and a couple days of getting back into the groove, I'm completely fine. And with work being super busy, there is no time for the transition blues. I've been busy working on re-formatting and fine-tuning training manuals for the year. Training starts on Thursday!
Thinking of you all.
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