This Week

I moved this weekend.
So did a LOT of my friends.
Moveapalooza 2007

I have a monkey doormat now.

And lots of boxes of stuff.

I started CPE today at a children's hospital.
We had a little commissioning service so now I'm a chaplain.
Rock on.

It's going to be an intense summer
since all the sick people in that building are kids.

But the hospital is pretty cool.
It's bright and colorful and cheerful and
there are fish tanks everywhere
and they have bins of candy in the gift shop.
They also seem to take a more holistic approach to care,
considering all aspects of the patient
(who in this case is a child, so "all aspects" includes play and developmental stages and family).
I dig it.

Oh, and there is an ICEE machine in the cafeteria.
Awesome.

Two Things

This has been a weird week.

I hate packing.
Packing, you are tedious!

What a Weekend!

Friday:
- got TB test & other blood stuff for the hospital
- drove to Gainesville, and then rode with my dad the other 2 hours to the rehearsal dinner
- went to an Irish pub with my bro and cousin

Saturday:
- ate bacon at Cracker Barrell with an insane number of relatives and psuedo-relatives
- went to my cousin's wedding, which was lovely
- sat in a circle of hotel-room chairs on the sidewalk outside my grandma's room with 10-15 relatives, talking, laughing and eating

Sunday:
(that's today for 5 more minutes)
- hugged relatives and wished them safe travels
- drove to Deland and had lunch with Bob and Erin!
- drove the rest of the way back to the ATL, stopping briefly at a Gap Outlet

and now I'm going to bed. Tomorrow, I have to get the TB test checked, get a vaccine, pick up a headboard, pack some more, and probably sit on my porch swing.
Rock on.

My days, in bullet points

Today, I have done the following:

* woke up at 8:15 after two really creepy dreams

* installed our wireless internet router (after we tried for hours the other day, and by "we" I mean Dana and her dad), with the help of a funny technical support guy from India who talked to me on the phone for 58 minutes and kept saying "okay, just do one thing" and who told me I am not good at technology but that he would help me

* watched The Good Shepherd

* sorted my dress clothes and put them on super duper new hangers, which do not fit in on the bar in my closet

* put my winter clothes into the storage containers under the bed

* uploaded graduation pictures onto yahoo

* ate some chicken and corn

* stayed in my pjs until at least 1:00, and still haven't showered (it's 4:00!)

I think I will fold up some clothes now and then move some stuff out of my closet into John's empty room so I can see what I need to do in my room.
Oy, the day is nearly gone and I have so much to do! I'm going to Florida tomorrow for my cousin's wedding, and I'll be gone until Monday. I have next week to finish this packing stuff, but I'd like to get some more done before then.


Yesterday seems much more productive:

* got a drug test for CPE. I'm clean, but I should drink more water.

* spent an hour and a half in Target, where I bought super duper clothes hangers to consolidate my skirts and dress pants into just 5 hangers!

* packed 11 boxes -- 8 of books, 2 of movies, 1 of framed pictures

* watched 4 movies -- Steel Magnolias, Ever After, Jersey Girl, and Catch and Release (all of which deal with death, it turns out... maybe that's why I had creepy dreams last night...)

* ate dinner at Athens Pizza with Candace

A Couple of the 250+ Graduation pics...

Moving

I've moved a lot. Like, for real a lot.
I hate packing. And unpacking.
I told Joy last night that I am moving in a couple weeks, and she said "so, you're going to start packing the night before?"

I was helping one of my students move his stuff into storage the other day, and he was frustrated with himself for waiting so long to pack. So, I had to tell him about my own college packing joys. Many readers will remember the excitement... always last minute, always a mess, always confusing and dreadful. I always had so much stuff. It multiplies...

One of the years I was an RA, my parents came up with the minivan and took a load of stuff home in my car. I waited until all the residents had moved out, and loaded up the minivan. It took for-ev-er. And it filled the van from top to bottom. I couldn't see out the rearview mirror, and the passenger side mirror was broken. So the only mirror I had was on the driver's side. Luckily (???), I left G'boro in the middle of the night, so there wasn't much traffic to look out for as I drove 3 hours in the dark, stopping every so often to do sprints in a gas station parking lot so I wouldn't fall asleep.

This move shouldn't be quite that bad, since I'm just moving across the apt. complex. I've given myself 6 days where I'll be an official resident of both apartments, so I take as many trips as I need. My parents are bringing the minivan, though.

At Last

I am done with school.
Next Monday, they will proclaim me a Master of Divinity.

Almost...

So, I am a bit of a wizard.
I did get that crazy paper done the other day.
And I wrote 5 pages this morning to finish a 9 pg paper.

It's been a busy day:
Last paper... check!
Last presentation... check!
Last exam... check!


Last WTM retreat...
One more day...

Holy Crap.

I might be a wizard.
It remains to be seen.
I just wrote 5 pages in about an hour.
I have another half hour to write the remaining 5!

I'm eating skittles and drinking coke.
Seems to be helping.

Rock on.

Some stuff:

* I have two rather long papers due tomorrow. I'm about to email for an extension on one.

* I just ate some cotton candy, left over from the Braves game on Tuesday. It's the first thing I've eaten today. Mmm, breakfast!

* In a minute, I'm heading to campus for my final advising with LTJ. It probably should have been done a month or two ago. Rock on.

* I put on an outfit this morning, checked myself out, and decided I was way cute but looked too much like an Emory undergrad. Now I'm just wearing jeans and a brown tshirt.

* I got accepted to the CPE program I was hoping for. I'll be a children's hospital chaplain this summer.

* I emailed a guy about a job this morning. It would r-o-c-k (except that it's part time -- but I could tutor small Koreans again...) But I had to ask whether I should bother to apply since I'm doing CPE all summer and won't be available until late August.

* Tonight, I will flip pancakes for hundreds of Emory students. Should be an adventure. And adventure that will mean that I cannot work on my papers that are due tomorrow... but fun times nonetheless.

* I must go iron my hair and go to school. Good day.

No Place

I need to read.
Like hardcore.
For a solid two hours.
And there is no place for me to do it.

Pitts is cold, dark, and evidently today it's loud.
Woodruff is good for writing, but there are billions of people there.
Brooks has old people studying very very loudly.
I'm going to try sitting on one of the couches I selected
for their comfortability,
putting in earphones
and listening to some Schubert
while I try to plod through the Bonhoeffer.

Is it bad that I want to punch that lady across Brooks?
She's loud. "But, what I'm sayin' is that what happened is..."
Her bag has wheels. And an adjustable-height handle. If you know what I'm saying.

BAH!!!