It's been... a fantastic week actually. I came back really having no idea what to expect in terms of how busy I'd be, when I'd get a job, what friends I would be able to see, etc. And the past week has seriously been jam-packed with good.
I've had a BBQ with my Dad in his new place, helped him adopt a cat, and watched him hallucinate and go crazy. I've reconnected with my best guy friend, made a fool of myself in front of a guy from Yale, helped him give a cat to a friend, and become a part of his life and someone to talk to again. I've listened to my always fun and carefree friend in her times of heartache, and fed ducks at the part (Volume 2). I've somehow kindled the kind of friendship I've always wanted with the girl I've known longer than any of my friends, and seen a friend that I haven't seen in almost two years. I've gone to church after being absent for almost a year, and laughed with a friend that I haven't seen in two. I've seen my grandparents. I've already had an interview, and set up two more. I've taken care of a guinea pig, and watched him and a cat become friends. I've made a cake, macaroni, and awesome fried rice in preparation for housewife-dom. And all this with only missing Max just a little bit!
Seriously, this week has been amazing. However, I don't know how long it will continue. After awhile, people will leave, I'll have one or more jobs, and be (hopefully) working my butt off to save up for moving to Riverside. But all in all, I'm happy. I'm happy to be back home, and I'm happy to feel like no matter the amount of time that passes, my friends will always be my friends. That as we get older, we laugh about different things, but our conversations are deeper and more meaningful, and we're always planning on when we can see each other again.
I'm very happy, but admittedly, I do miss my baby. But I'd like to believe that this is all necessary preparation. I need to actually get a job, but I'm doing good!
Oh my gosh and I bought this dress. And it was more money than I should have spent, but Shawna told me to. And I really love it.
H.B.
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