-get new job
-start cleaning things
-go on computer instead
-find blog
Hey, I've been writing *other* things lately. A lot of creative-type work that I'll probably never publish, but still want to get out. Anyway...
Married - check
Graduated college - check
4 kids - check (yea, FOUR. Three boys and then a girl)
Another new job - check
(that last one means I have to move, again)
But it means I'm leaving Buffalo. It's been seven years. My wife and I have built a life out here. I graduated 2 years ago, but my own lack of gettingajoborgoingtogradschool meant we stayed put. This is the only life my kids have known. Granted, the oldest is six, but it's still uprooting him.
Admittedly, most of my friends out here have been fellow students, during and after college. Even the ones that didn't get a job still moved out of town. (Either they were going back home, or just getting out of town) Nothing has really been permanent. The news of my imminent departure was met with some sadness and plans to reminisce, and one case of tears.
Trying to display a sense of long-term thinking and planning is difficult when what they're going to miss is both immediate and irreplaceable. The bulk of your relationship with your kids is when they're adults, but her tears were for missing my children's childhood.
There's really nothing I can say that can soften that blow.
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Wednesday, July 13, 2011
A strange background noise
It seems I post a lot about how I'm busy. While it may be true, it's not very entertaining.
When classes ended in May, we went to Minnesota. When with my in-laws, I play the role of spectator. They'll happily engage their sister in various whatevers and disappear with my children. I may perhaps receive a cursory glance. Most (not all, mind you) of the time I feel like Bruce Willis in The Sixth Sense. I think I'm interacting with people, but really I'm just haunting the place.
Mind you, this is not a bad thing. It does, however, take a day or so to get used to.
Upon returning home it was decided that we needed to find a new home in Buffalo. We moved in 3 years ago with no kids, and now we have 2 (and all the furniture that requires). We had one month to find and secure a place, pack everything, and move it. Oh, and I was stuck taking a required course over the summer. I've had more pleasant trips to the dentist. The only good thing about the entire ordeal was the end of it. It's a higher quality home in a better neighborhood.
Yea, summer courses. When 3 of the classes I want in the fall require a class I couldn't take in the spring, summer courses are the only option. On the one hand, campus is almost empty. I like that. On the other hand, I don't have much of a vacation.
About ten years ago, I had so many strange and vivid dreams. I still remember most of them to this day. These days, I can't remember my dreams at all. I don't like waking up like that.
When classes ended in May, we went to Minnesota. When with my in-laws, I play the role of spectator. They'll happily engage their sister in various whatevers and disappear with my children. I may perhaps receive a cursory glance. Most (not all, mind you) of the time I feel like Bruce Willis in The Sixth Sense. I think I'm interacting with people, but really I'm just haunting the place.
Mind you, this is not a bad thing. It does, however, take a day or so to get used to.
Upon returning home it was decided that we needed to find a new home in Buffalo. We moved in 3 years ago with no kids, and now we have 2 (and all the furniture that requires). We had one month to find and secure a place, pack everything, and move it. Oh, and I was stuck taking a required course over the summer. I've had more pleasant trips to the dentist. The only good thing about the entire ordeal was the end of it. It's a higher quality home in a better neighborhood.
Yea, summer courses. When 3 of the classes I want in the fall require a class I couldn't take in the spring, summer courses are the only option. On the one hand, campus is almost empty. I like that. On the other hand, I don't have much of a vacation.
About ten years ago, I had so many strange and vivid dreams. I still remember most of them to this day. These days, I can't remember my dreams at all. I don't like waking up like that.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
I'm Finished
I took my last test today at Onondaga. It's an odd feeling, knowing that I need never set foot on campus again. I'm more or less set up at UB for the fall, so I wasn't even distracted by that. I made a lot of friends up here, which is weird because I never thought I would have fallen in with such a lot. I met them on accident, really. I was introduced by one of my skeevy acquaintances, and I was adopted pretty quick. Long story short, I made some friends.
And now I'm half nostalgic. When I left campus today, I had the image of a Ron Howard movie ending, where everyone leaves in a different direction while he narrates what happens to everyone. I don't even like Ron Howard. (See what movie culture does to people?)
Leaving Syracuse is going to be even stranger. I was born here. I've always been the one to watch people come and go, and I always still had the ones that were going to stay awhile longer while I got to know the ones that just arrived. Now I'm going in cold. Definitely an odd feeling. Last time I did that was in Utah, and the culture shock was bad enough. (Water doesn't come from the sky in Utah, it comes out of the ground from metal things. They always make sure to put sprinklers that spray 180 degrees right at the edge of the lawn to make sure they water the roads, too. Just ignore that drought, we'll be fine)
And now I'm half nostalgic. When I left campus today, I had the image of a Ron Howard movie ending, where everyone leaves in a different direction while he narrates what happens to everyone. I don't even like Ron Howard. (See what movie culture does to people?)
Leaving Syracuse is going to be even stranger. I was born here. I've always been the one to watch people come and go, and I always still had the ones that were going to stay awhile longer while I got to know the ones that just arrived. Now I'm going in cold. Definitely an odd feeling. Last time I did that was in Utah, and the culture shock was bad enough. (Water doesn't come from the sky in Utah, it comes out of the ground from metal things. They always make sure to put sprinklers that spray 180 degrees right at the edge of the lawn to make sure they water the roads, too. Just ignore that drought, we'll be fine)
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