Heatwave

Good grief! This mighty hot summer can roast a chicken in under 10 minutes. Last I checked, I was complaining about how bitter cold winter was. Maybe I should just move to California (and I'd still find other things to complain about). Oh for the love of all things human.

Well, greetings from good ol' Oklahoma!

Yes, I've made the big move back to the middle of nowhere. All for a job offer, you see. Plus, the boyfriend and the dog too.

I've successfully graduated, painfully but yet bittersweet-ly. Yay, for a Masters degree!

Now that my full-time-paper-writing-study-cramming student life is officially over- at least for another few years while I slowly recuperate from 20 years of education- I am soon (next Monday- soon) going to start working as an Early Childhood Educator. Yeah, a brand new start to slaving myself in the workforce for the next 30 years of life! Or as the sophisticated adults would put it, "being all grown-up and responsible, moving towards financial independence". Yeah...

Anyhoo, post New-York living experience left me rather battered and exhausted, but all in a good way, because I left the city with bittersweet memories that marked parts of my growing up. On a serious note though, it was a huge blessing to be able to live in the Big Apple, even just for a year- I lived, I learned, I laughed, I cried, I stumbled, I survived, I grew to love the city I once disliked- all in His strength and power. While I'm still experiencing withdrawal symptoms from overstimulation to zero-stimulation, I've never felt this well-rested, not since I left home years ago.

Here's where I say hello to ̶s̶l̶a̶v̶e̶ ̶l̶a̶b̶o̶r̶ responsible working adulthood and good-bye to my adolescence.