It’s official. I’m here. I’ve moved into my grad school apartment right next to my grad school nestled in the perfect college town. It’s real. It’s really, really real.
Oh my God, it’s real.
That’s pretty much the freak out I had the first day in my apartment. After practicing, planning, testing, applying and interviewing for the last year and a half, I was standing in my too-small apartment that was partway underground and smelled faintly of kitty litter.
I had traded a lovely life, a lovely group of friends and a lovely house in Florida (with a closet the size of my new bedroom) for this?
I took deep breaths and remembered why I came here. Job prospects in journalism were bad. I never planned to make Florida my home forever and ever amen. Getting an MBA could not hurt me, only help me. Breathe, breathe.
I have rebounded nicely since then. I tried a running route and added a half mile to my run, despite the massive hills. I hung a shelf, bought a new TV, changed my own burned out brake light and got my apartment in order. I have a long to-do list to keep me busy. I’m saying hi to the people in my apartment complex and I’m sure that any day now one of them will say hi back without averting their eyes.
It’s all going to be OK. It’s real and it’s OK.
Expect a similar freak out when classes start.
Side note: A few funny moments from the move:
– Watching my brother unpack my clothes and be utterly confused by some of them. “What is this?” he asked, genuinely befuddled by the silver halter top. “Why do you have so many huge change purses?” he asked, pointing to my clutch collection.
– My father, after hanging hooks for my extensive collection of bags, discovered more purses in another box. “Stephanie!” he gasped, with equal parts surprise, disappointment and anguish. You’d think he’d discovered a stash of vodka after I’d told him I was sober.
– My mother carefully placing each word of my Magnetic Poetry set on the refrigerator. She didn’t realize until she was finished that she had subconsciously lined up the words by letter length – one row for one-letter words, another row for two-letter words, another for three-letter words and so on.