So, I think I've finally had a long enough break from reality, and I'm basing that on the fact that this morning I woke up and thought, "When we get back to Boston, I have got to take down our Christmas decorations." Oh, wait. . . not only are there no Christmas decorations up, there are no trash cans to put garbage in nor are there places to sit free of boxes, nor is there anything to eat or drink besides the two bottles remaining in the six pack of gatorade we bought the night of our move. . . Yeah, taking down seasonal decor will not be my top priority when we get back. For now, though, I am taking in the new year in the florida sun while drinking Dancing Goats coffee (a blend from Seattle that has the power to move continents) in my new aqua robe.
A week from tomorrow I have a job interview for an administrative position within the social work department at the school I'll be attending. Last week, Sumanth and my dad helped me shop for my first suit so that I'd have something good to wear. I feel like, for the same price and a lot more comfort, I could have draped myself in cashmere, but now I have a suit to wear. I hope the interviewers don't think there will be more where that came from.
I still haven't decided on a new year's resolution, but Sumanth says I have until the end of the night. . .