I look back at the last three months or so and realize how much has changed in my life, and how quickly. It started with my graduation in December (though it occurs to me I never did have the wild, celebratory bacchanal I promised my friends), and it's continued on through today. We finally bought our house and as of yesterday we were completely emptied out of the old place. And on top of everything, I got a major raise and psuedo-promotion (an upgrade of job title and refinement of job description, but only a slight increase in responsibilities) on Monday.
This puts me now at one of those defining points in one's life, the times you can use to divide your life into 'before' and 'after'. There have been a few in my adult life -- joining the Coast Guard, leaving the Coast Guard, moving to California, moving back from California. But this is the one where I seriously grow up. I'm planning for our future. We're homeowners. I have my master's degree, so I actually (theoretically) have pretty good earning potential. I have a fantastic band, and we have plans that will make it even better. Soon, too, we'll be starting on recording our first album with this lineup.
For possibly the first time in my life, I have a sense of optimism based on something other than blind faith and wishful thinking. Even with the raise, the next few months will be extremely tight money-wise, but assuming the nation's economy doesn't completely collapse, I think we'll be doing OK.
I just feel like I'll never stop being sore and sleep-deprived till we've got all the boxes unloaded.
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