So it’s Monday. The 29th of August. I got home a few hours ago from my first day at state. IT WAS AWESOME! Evan and I went to find where all of my classes were the other day and I had no problem walking to class. I left home about half an hour early just to give myself enough time. I live literally 7 minutes away from campus and a majority of my classes are really close to home! I had a three hour time gap in between my classes so I came home for lunch and watched a movie with my lovebug. My first class of the day was Humanities. I really enjoyed it and can’t wait to see where we “go” this semester. I had about 10 minutes to speed walk to my next class all the way across campus! I was about 3 minutes late but since it was the first day, the instructor was lenient. Spanish was good and I’m glad I’m taking the course. I was brought up speaking Spanish in my first 4 years of life and, me, being as stubborn as I am, decided I wanted to speak English. So I’m happy that I’m taking Spanish and I know that my grandmothers are happy too. Evan wanted to learn more Spanish as well so I’m sure he’ll be helping me study! Here comes my three hour time gap!
It took me about 7 minutes to walk home. It took me about 20 minutes to fall asleep on the couch. I’ve been getting used to sleeping in the past few weeks and waking up at 7 was the hardest thing I’ve had to do all summer! That includes moving! Evan and I had lunch together and watched Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. It was a good movie but I wasn’t able to finish it because I had to leave for my last class of the day.
LGBT History. I am actually quite excited for this class. I have already learned a lot of new terminology and am really unfamiliar with historical events so I’m ready to expand my knowledge and be able to relate to just a few more people.
Tomorrow, I only have one class at 11 and that is yet another humanities class called Faith and Hope. Don’t ask me what it is about because I have no idea. The name just sounded really cool. Wednesday will be the same as today pretty much but my LGBT class is only a once a week class which is awesome! Thursday is another once a week class called American Families and is also a Humanities class. 3 Humanities classes, 1 language class, and 1 sociology class.
LET’S DO THIS!
I have been trying to write for three days now. I haven’t been able to think of anything that might be of interest only because we are still settling into our apartment. I absolutely love it! I love waking up and making the bed and washing the dishes. I have always thought about being a housewife but right now that life seems kind of boring so I am really excited to start school in a few weeks.
Today, I want to talk about some personal things because Evan did something last night that really made me think about the past. He made dinner for us, which was amazing by the way! And, not only did he make dinner, he made dessert too! (I know, I’m a very lucky girl.) Well, the dessert he made was caramel-ed peaches with ice cream. He was telling me that he made the caramel from root beer as he was opening a can of root beer to drink. My mind was racing! When I was a little girl, almost every day that I would go to my paternal grandparents house, my brother and I would always have a root beer float. I was telling Evan that story and he poured some into my ice cream and it was the best feeling ever.
I don’t remember the last time I had a root beer float and it more than likely was before my grandfather passed away. It’s sad to think about how some traditions die with the ones we love. But it’s also really heart warming to reminisce on those memories that I have with my grandfather. I have always adored him and I know that he did everything for all of his grandchildren. It’s hard growing up and knowing that you are not the only one who is getting older. Now that I have moved away, I have been calling both of my grandmothers on a weekly basis to make sure they are doing okay. I love them both and I want to make sure that I too am updated on their lives as well.
I hope that with this post, I can inspire you to look back at your childhood and think about some of the traditions that you had with your grandparents or aunts or uncles. I know we all have some traditions that have died off but would love to bring back to life!
Hey everybody! I had a whole month of posts for August but that has been on the back burner for a while because, from the title, WE MOVED! It was a long day driving to San Diego. It took us 12 hours almost exactly to get to our hotel. We made a few pit stops for food, gas, and to stretch our legs out a bit. We did not hit any traffic really until we got to Los Angeles. We had a great trip and were able to rest up Saturday evening and most of Sunday morning. Our keys were handed to us at 11:11 Am on Sunday morning. If that isn’t a good sign, I don’t know what is!! Both my boyfriends car and my car were filled to the brim with our stuff and it took just about an hour and a half to unload it all. Once we unloaded the cars, we had a few errands to run like getting a bed, getting a trash can, an air mattress, paper towels, toilet paper. It was a pretty humid day to be moving but we did it and were all able to shower and relax at the end of the night.
Day 2 was so busy! My dad and I had to go to school for our orientations. I, of course, did a student orientation while he did a parent orientation. We got split up but kept our communication going. We were reunited around 11:30 for lunch and split up again an hour later. I was able to talk to my Major Advisor who was able to guide me in the classes that I am going to need for the next two years. He was a really big help to me. While we were at orientation, my love was setting up the internet. Around 4pm, I was ready to go home and relax! So, I walked the whole 10 minutes back to the apartment and lay down for a little bit while we waited for my dad to come back. Once he walked through the door, we went back out to eat and do some grocery shopping.
Day 3 really flew by! My dad was leaving the next day and we still had so much to do. Evan had gone out early to take in resumes and to do a little job hunting. Dad and I went to Ikea, grabbed a dresser, coffee table, and two bedside tables. We came home and Evan had beat us there. We unloaded the car and started to get going on the furniture. Evan made a delicious first dinner meal for my dad and I while my dad threw the cardboard into the recycling for us.
Day 4 was a little emotional for me since my dad was leaving but I managed to stay strong until I got back to the apartment. Dad and I spent the day out at Seaport Village and walked out to Gaslamp for a nice stroll. We had a great lunch together at The Cheesecake Factory and afterwards I took him to the airport. It still makes me a little emotional to think about leaving my dad at the airport but I know that now is my time to experience life and really enjoy my surroundings. Evan and I are so thankful to my mom and my dad for everything they have done for us. We both cannot wait to have guests come and stay for a bit and show them our favorite areas.
It’s been over 24 hours since dad left now and we are both starting to get used to being home together and right now, we are really just trying to soak in this new experience. We want to live every day to its full potential and enjoy each other. Everything has found it’s spot so far and we have no more boxes to empty out! Now, it’s time to really enjoy our new chapter and a great life!