Over a year ago I began this blog about my adventures in weight loss and DMA research. It seems like so long ago yet the year went by so fast. I move in a week. One week from today I'll be packing up the moving van and one week from tomorrow I drive down-country with my family and begin the biggest adventure of my life. Have I really stopped to think about this? Have I actually gotten it through my head that I am moving away? I'm not just going away to school and I'll be home for every break, but I am moving. I will be a resident of North Carolina. No longer a New Yorker. (On paper. Let's be serious here. You can take the girl out of Mattydale, but you'll never take the Mattydale out of the girl.) My responsibilities change dramatically. I go back to being a student.
I mean, these are all things I can handle. I won't know exactly how I'll handle them until I'm moved in and my family is gone and I'm really alone for the first time. What is that going to be like? I play out numerous scenarios in my head that include me spending the time studying for diagnostics and reading my text books before classes begin and preparing syllabi and my units for class voice, then others where I explore the city and meet neighbors and spend the time relaxing, then others where I paint my entire apartment, and still others where I sit on my couch on facebook waiting for updates from up north. If I'm being honest with myself, I imagine it will be a combination of all of these.
The most common question I've been asked is if I'm excited for the big move. I realize I can't answer that because I learned a long time ago how to survive with my schedule and that is by focusing everything on the task at hand. If I try to dabble in everything I do all at once, I get overloaded and freak out. So I pour my energies into the most pressing and current issue and once that's completed, move onto the next. After Steve's passing that task was Stanley and the kids. On top of that I had King Lear. Once that opened I had Avenue Q. Then Ave Q opened and I still... had... Ave Q... but now that's done and I can really focus on packing and moving. I have a few boxes packed and most of the stuff that's not mine returned to rightful owners, and I have a lot of stuff organized. I also have a lot of grand plans for my final week in Syracuse so it should be interesting to see how it all works out. Anyway, I am excited. It's something new and just for me and involves a lot of things I do well. I have fears, of course, plenty of them. I want more than anything for UNCG to be a good fit for me. I want to have a smooth semester and start on track to graduate on time. I'll make friends. I've no doubt about that. I'm as social as my mother with my father's sense of humor. Clearly that won't be a problem. ;) The fears are there but the newness of it all and the knowledge that I am doing the right thing should be enough to keep me going.
I mostly needed to get this out of my head and into the interwebs. Things are going to be changing in a big way. And, as you know by the title of this blog, that's all I've been asking for.
