This month, May, was meant to be a month of changes for us.
My spring semester at FSU finished the last week in April. There's the first change, I have 3 months off of FSU (the unforgiving beast that it is). I do not, however, have 3 months free of classes. My night classes at TCC started yesterday. This first change brings comfort and irritation at the same time. I am comforted by the thought of returning to my TCC home, they have babied me so well there. It's like coming home to momma in many ways. BUT I am utterly irritated by the fact that I have to take classes two nights a week, 3 hours a night, all summer and that those classes are: Interpersonal Communication & Computer Literacy. Is it prideful to say that I think I have these two areas licked? Yes, it is. But, that's the way I feel. Yet, I will have to sit for those hours, read those words of text, and write papers, take tests, give presentations to prove it.
Next change this month: money. Hays and I have come to terms with our lack of financial dilligence over the last 9 months or so (dun dun DUH). So, here we go again with the agonizing cash/envelope process with serious spending limits. This is SO hard for me. My personality is very impulsive in some areas, particularly (but cetainly not limited to) the area of food. I love to cook, and I don't love to plan meals. I am an off-the-cuff culinary queen who must move with the winds of inspiration in order to produce my masterpeices. Now how does that fit into an envelope containing a specific number for the week?
Last change: housing. Our lovely, charming, cavernous home in Lafayette Park, with all its quirks (ie. plumming so old I can't take a hot bath deeper than 2.5 inches), perks (location!!), and pretention (yes I love the romanticism of downtown living) may have to become a memory. We are weighing our options, along with our patience for another move... and who knows, we may not be midtowners much longer...
Changes, come like a band-aid pulled by mommy! quickly, smoothly, painlessly. Please don't linger and cause a scene inside me.... I don't need a reason for anxiety.