Moving up, moving out, moving on.
Tomorrow.. actually, today, really. In roughly 12 hours my father will arrive to pack my ENTIRE LIFE up into 6 bins, 5 cardboard boxes, 1 suitcase, 1 duffle bag, 1 garbage bag, 1 backpack and whatever else it takes. Then on Thursday morning at "bright and early" o'clock, we will drive on the 401 from here to home, possibly for the last time ever, certainly for the last time with me as a student. I will never again be a student at the University of Windsor. Weird. How did I somehow think that would never happen? I guess I've been in school for so long that it never really sunk in that it would end sometime. And I mean, I'll be back in schools in a flash, but I'll be on the other side of the big desk. I've got an interview with a very good board on May 10th, and who knows what else after that. Real life, I guess. Weird. I don't know how to feel about that.