Monday, April 27, 2009 

Still just waiting for the time to pass, mostly. It's a crappy way to live life, wanting days and weeks of it to be over when (at least from what I keep hearing) the whole thing goes by so fast anyway.

I've cashed in some of my PTO at work to get a bigger check this week and decided to stay here at my place, alone, for one more month. I figure come June first I'll either be on my way to Lansing or else taking Jeff up on his offer to stay with him for a couple months.

Jon and I leave for New York on May 8th; it hasn't quite sunk in yet but I am getting excited for it. I haven't been on a real trip out of state since spring break last year, and I haven't been to NYC since summer of '04 (and that was only for a day). Flight and hostel are both booked and again, I'm just waiting for the time to pass.

I am delighted, however, to see that the buds on the trees are finally growing and opening up. It's actually starting to feel like spring instead of fall now. Everything seems much better when the weather is nice.

Posted by Rachel at 11:06 AM |

Monday, April 06, 2009 

So it seems my roommate problems may be solved. One bit of information that I've kind of neglected to share with the class is that Jon is moving to Lansing, whether or not he gets into med school (though if he does get in it will likely be as soon as the beginning of June). And he's asked - well, more invited - me to come with him. Meanwhile the landlords are still giving me a $100/mo. break on rent, and Jeff and I have discussed the possibility of me coming to live at his place for the summer (which would help both of us out financially). The prospect of living in Carrollton is a little exciting, and the prospect of moving to Lansing even more so. I've been ready for a change of scenery for so long... So now I guess my future too depends at least in part on whether or not Jon makes it in. If he does (which seems most likely but isn't guaranteed - should find out any day now), I'll probably just deal with the rent one more month and stick it out here; if not it'll be off to Jeff's for a few months.

Part of me is ready to start packing now. I've already started to consider what I would do with my furniture and who I could ask to help me move; another part of me, despite being truly anxious to get away for easily a year now, is a little sad at the prospect of leaving. What "getting away" meant a year ago and what it means now are two entirely different things and even what's changed in the last 3-4 months is a little overwhelming sometimes. Considering the reality of truly closing this "chapter" of my life (if I were writing a book I'd call it "George Street") makes me... Well, I don't know what it makes me. Thoughtful? Ponderous? (Is ponderous even a word?) This place has become home, despite all of (or maybe because of, more accurately) the good and bad that's occurred while I've been here. Mostly good, but some of it is gone and some of that makes it a little hard to be here at times. Regardless, even though July first only makes two years, this is the longest I've been in one place since I moved out of my dad's after high school. But it feels like it's time to move on.

Posted by Rachel at 11:17 AM |