so...i'm back...
Hmmm...being back in Iowa...
I have to say that I already miss NY. I don't necessarily miss all the camp drama, but I do miss NY. I'm not sure how I am feeling about it. I don't feel like I know what to do here at home. I can see why camps addicting. It's fun to hang out all day with the kids and see friends every second. I miss being able to walk down to the dock anytime I want and stick my feet in the water. I miss sitting on the porch listening to the rain. I miss giving and getting hugs. I miss hearing "KODA...LOVE" I miss seeing jenne. I miss playing the "boop" T & A game. I miss waking up to see heather running around the room naked, i mean who wouldn't. I just miss everything.
Now I'm back in iowa and have to plan to move and deal with real world stuff. Two weeks was not long enough. I wish that I could have spent the whole time there. The bugs weren't even that bad. I feel so confined back in my apt. I just want all the windows open and the doors and I want to hear kids screaming and talking. When I was at camp I hardly ever knew what time it was and if I did know it didn't really matter. Now that I'm back home I find myself looking at the clock all the time and being ruled by it. I miss how at camp things just coasted by.
I never realized how much i LOVED cool weather until I went to NY. This was probably the best two weeks I've had in a LONG time. Although there was drama, I was with jenne and I loved being able to be out by the water and just be. I am sad that I didn't get to see Tommy and Beefa. I thought for sure we were going to coincide but we didn't. BAH!!! who knew that tracking down tommy was going to be such an ordeal...he might be a fugitive, yo! hiding out in other countries, taking odd jobs here and there...skipping out on camp.
Back to the real world...I have to begin to put my life in boxes and get ready for the big move. I'm moving back with my family for one month since my lease is done and I have to move to DC at the beginning of September. My brother's wedding is also the first week in September and then the next day I fly to DC. Since I am flying I won't be able to take much. My clothes and that's about it. It's unimagineable to me that I will be able to pack for 16 weeks in two suitcases and two carry-ons. I have accumulated so much teaching stuff that I wanted to use, but there is no way that I can get it to DC for this fall. So, that means it will be packed away, with the rest of my stuff.
I feel like this fall is going to be quite an adventure. Surprisingly I am not as scared about doing the "dorm" thing as I was before. I loved sharing a room with janna, heather, and jenne at camp. So, I guess if I have to share a room it won't be so bad, but I'd much rather have my own room. At least Jenne will be close by so that I can hang out in her room. I actually survived pretty well. I met an amish deaf boy on the train back and talked to him for literally 4 hours non-stop. It got me really excited to be at MSSD because the excitment in his eyes that someone knew sign language was amazing. That's what is so encouraging about the fall, to be able to meet so many different kids.
ooh geez...too much to think about. I am not excited about starting this packing process....where to start....what to bring, what not to bring....sigh......
I have to say that I already miss NY. I don't necessarily miss all the camp drama, but I do miss NY. I'm not sure how I am feeling about it. I don't feel like I know what to do here at home. I can see why camps addicting. It's fun to hang out all day with the kids and see friends every second. I miss being able to walk down to the dock anytime I want and stick my feet in the water. I miss sitting on the porch listening to the rain. I miss giving and getting hugs. I miss hearing "KODA...LOVE" I miss seeing jenne. I miss playing the "boop" T & A game. I miss waking up to see heather running around the room naked, i mean who wouldn't. I just miss everything.
Now I'm back in iowa and have to plan to move and deal with real world stuff. Two weeks was not long enough. I wish that I could have spent the whole time there. The bugs weren't even that bad. I feel so confined back in my apt. I just want all the windows open and the doors and I want to hear kids screaming and talking. When I was at camp I hardly ever knew what time it was and if I did know it didn't really matter. Now that I'm back home I find myself looking at the clock all the time and being ruled by it. I miss how at camp things just coasted by.
I never realized how much i LOVED cool weather until I went to NY. This was probably the best two weeks I've had in a LONG time. Although there was drama, I was with jenne and I loved being able to be out by the water and just be. I am sad that I didn't get to see Tommy and Beefa. I thought for sure we were going to coincide but we didn't. BAH!!! who knew that tracking down tommy was going to be such an ordeal...he might be a fugitive, yo! hiding out in other countries, taking odd jobs here and there...skipping out on camp.
Back to the real world...I have to begin to put my life in boxes and get ready for the big move. I'm moving back with my family for one month since my lease is done and I have to move to DC at the beginning of September. My brother's wedding is also the first week in September and then the next day I fly to DC. Since I am flying I won't be able to take much. My clothes and that's about it. It's unimagineable to me that I will be able to pack for 16 weeks in two suitcases and two carry-ons. I have accumulated so much teaching stuff that I wanted to use, but there is no way that I can get it to DC for this fall. So, that means it will be packed away, with the rest of my stuff.
I feel like this fall is going to be quite an adventure. Surprisingly I am not as scared about doing the "dorm" thing as I was before. I loved sharing a room with janna, heather, and jenne at camp. So, I guess if I have to share a room it won't be so bad, but I'd much rather have my own room. At least Jenne will be close by so that I can hang out in her room. I actually survived pretty well. I met an amish deaf boy on the train back and talked to him for literally 4 hours non-stop. It got me really excited to be at MSSD because the excitment in his eyes that someone knew sign language was amazing. That's what is so encouraging about the fall, to be able to meet so many different kids.
ooh geez...too much to think about. I am not excited about starting this packing process....where to start....what to bring, what not to bring....sigh......