schedule

1. pedicure

2. lunch with katie (!!)

3. coffee with aliya (!!)

4. drop off my painting at work

 
 

 5. finish packing

monday at 8AM: shove off to move!!

a scare

love is hard.  real, unabashed, complete love of another person is one of the scariest things i have ever experienced.  

 

robert has a really bad case of the stomach flu.  I know, i know, it sounds like a petty thing to worry about, but I’ve been up with him since 4:30 in the morning; he’s been throwing up every fifteen minutes or so and he even had some chest tightness at one point so we ended up at the doctor.  He had three vials of blood drawn, an EKG, a shot for nausea and got a prescription as well.  He’s upstairs sleeping now and for some reason I’m checking on him like a woman with a newborn child.

I’ve been trying my absolute best to make him feel better.  It hasn’t been difficult, though..it’s strange how he has come before everything else.  I didn’t eat until he fell asleep recently, I haven’t showered…and I’m not trying to make myself sound like I’m trying to get credit for it or anything, but it’s interesting to me how easily I put him first.  I love him so much.  I’ve come to understand lately that true love isn’t self-serving in the least and this is the first relationship I have ever been in that makes me feel this way.  I think that’s how you know you’re with the right person…when it’s easy to love them and care for them beyond your own selfish desires.

Anyway, better shower since it’s 2 pm!!

morning.

I woke up today strangely confused about the fact that I have to go to work.  I mean, I set an alarm, and upon hearing it I thought, “there must have been some mistake!  I don’t work today!  I don’t have to do–oh…drat.”

I’m watching the Today Show.  I don’t even really like the Today Show, but I had a single dorm room my whole senior year and somehow got into the habit of watching.  This is not to say that I would wake up on workless day just to watch a special on how cheap cruises are.  Although…cruise to the Netherlands?  Okay, yes please.

 

Tomorrow Robert comes to my house!  I’m only slightly nervous about a. him driving the four hours on the intense, city-like interstate.  I don’t doubt his driving, but his approach to traveling (“Come on everyone, chill out, we’ll all get there!”) is the exact opposite of most everyone driving out here.  I’d say that from just before Richmond until here (and especially here) people are overwhelmingly focused on how much they freakin’ HATE everyone else on the road because they’re all IDIOTS and don’t understand that they have to BE SOMEWHERE, YA’LL.  

I’m excited he’s coming though.  Even with the use of guest rooms and my parents mulling around our house all time that doesn’t seem to have a lot of doors (thanks, 60’s).  Hopefully we’ll take a lot of pictures and I can share them with all the no people that read this. Haha, it’s young.

Anyway, I best be going…back on the fondue road again…

the obligatory introduction post

 

hello from the center of the post-undergrad crisis!

 

My name is Sarah. I am the owner of a Bachelor’s Degree in Vocal Performance, three boxes of ‘stuff’ from high school I can’t seem to get rid of, and a closet full of clothes I probably won’t wear again but still keep in case I need them for Halloween.  I graduated college in May, moved back home to Virginia Beach, starting working at a rarely lucrative, family-owned fondue joint, broke up with the guy I perpetually fought with and started dating the absolute RIGHT man for me (who is a junior at the college I just graduated from—I’m a Cougar in training! Just kidding—and also happens to live four hours away as is).  Needless to say, I’m moving back to Harrisonburg.

 

I was lucky enough to find a girl who was subleasing a room in a relatively safe looking house in the more suburbian area of the town.  Rent is pretty cheap…it could always be cheaper seeing as I’m moving in 12 days and still don’t have a job there, though.  I’m optimistic that the right job (i.e. any place that is hiring) will be available to me seeing as the colleges in the city won’t be back from their winter breaks.  I’m mostly optimistic because I’ve never lived on my own in the rent-paying sort of way and still posess that romantic attitute about “going out on my own!” and “being my own woman!”  I think I’ll probably become slightly dismayed after my third 50 hour work week in a row.  I mean, one can only imagine what happens when you tell a business that you want to work full-time.

 

Luckily, I’ve got this well-established friend base in Harrisonburg as well as the most tremendously enthralling relationship I’ve ever experienced.  Oh, Robert!  Who would have known two years ago when we met as freshman guy and junior girl that we would have been so in love at this point in our lives?  It’s those kinds of twists and turns in the early 20’s that makes for a good memior.  I hope I’m powerwashing the house with him in 25 years.  If they even powerwash then…I mean, aren’t robots supposed to start doing that shit for us soon?

 

Anyway, I will be keeping this journal for this new point in my life and I hope to make many new accquaintances in the internet void.  Talk to you soon!

 

-Sarah.