Drank a cup o' reality at 8:14 p.m. on Sunday, Jul. 25, 2004
People have started asking if I’m ready to move? If I’m getting things all together? All lined up? What my plan is? How much longer until the big day? Isn’t this exciting?
I will be moving officially on August 9th. The moving company is showing up early that morning. That is 14 days from now, and counting.
To all of the other questions, my answer is, No.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m moving all right and I understand the reality of that. My Mom will be here on August 4th and I’m sure that her arrival will make the reality all the more real. But, I want to make this one point really clear: I’m not moving at this point and time in my life because I want to, because I don’t. I’m not excited. I’m not eager. I am not elated. I am not enthused. (why these all start with ‘e’ is beyond me) I’m moving because the circumstances of my life dictate that it is what I must do.
At previous points in my life when I packed up and moved I was excited and ready eager and all of those good ‘e’ words… the world seemed full of possibilities and I couldn’t wait to see who I'd become as a result of them. For whatever reason this move doesn’t seem that way. I’m leaving things and people that I don’t want to leave and jumping into a situation where I know no one and nothing. This is made worse by the notion some people here are harboring: that the world is flat.
I’m pretty sure that it isn’t. I mean, I’ve traveled this country quite a bit even wandering North and South of it… I have yet to fall off. There is no cut-off point 1 hour or 2 hours from here where I will cease to exist, cease to care, or cease to want to be involved. I’ve spent a wonderful 3 years of my life here by choice. I’ve fallen in love with people and places, events and things. Just because I’m going to live 2 hours away won’t change that. It won’t change my feelings here.
I’ll be back.
This isn’t to say that I don’t intend to create a life up in The Cities, because I do. I do know that life moves on, I will meet new and interesting people; I will have students to love and work to keep me busy. But I also know that it takes a while to get to know people, to build relationships, trust and interests. Friday nights can be so lonely, why would I want to sit around by myself up there when I could drive 2 hours down here and see people who I love?
So, please quit making me feel like I have no reason to come back, like we’ll never see each other again, or as though each thing we do in the next 14 days is our, “last chance… forever…” Good God, forever is a hell of a long time and the world is not flat.
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Miss Spunky is:
a 25 year old English teacher currently on an extended adventure in Minnesota, searching for a good man with a big... truck!
I love:
My students, excessive amounts of coffee, Baja Fresh and a good hockey game.
I dislike:
Ignorance, mosquitoes, and people who write in IM and/or grammar so poor that it is clear that they are lazy. IM is LAZY, LAZY do you hear me???