What a glorious day this is. It would be absolutely perfect if it were not rainy and cold here in Little Rock. But nothing can really steal my good mood because I'm moving Saturday, which is a day away since we don't count today or the actual day we move so it is just tomorrow.
I have a big fear that it will rain and our furniture will get all wet. I just want to get everything in without anyone getting hurt. Hauling furniture up three flights of stairs will be interesting because the stairwells are super narrow. But nobody's upset because we're finally moving.
As I was driving to work this morning, I realized I would not have to make this trip again unless I just wanted to. Huge realization. I am leaving the town I've lived in for 5 years. A little part of me is kind of sad. I am going to miss all the familiar surroundings of my college town. Of my college life. I made so many memories there.
But I'm still excited about starting new in the Big City. I can't wait to see what happens. It should be interesting and fun and scary. But all around good for me.
A small story sidenote: A lady is here (at my job) doing a training session for a formative evalution, which is a fancy word for keeping up with progress. And she is from India. Yep, that's right. India.
I love a good accent, and I have perfected a British accent thanks to the trip to Great Britian and many watchings of Bridget Jones's Diary. But Indian is slowly becoming my favorite.
So the lady is here giving a training session, making feel like I'm in class. She talked a lot about surveys, and it was a lot the first semester of grad school over again. Not the best thing to listen to in an early morning meeting. But then I caught a break.
She started talking about participants. Participants pronounced partypants. It was too much. I had to hold back a giggle. Participants will never be the same to me again. Loved it.
So thank you partypating in today's blog. I am so glad you are my partypants. You guys rock. Keep it classy. Have a great day.
Until next time...