Somethings never change

So, big changes. I moved out of the city I have lived in for the last 5 years of my life. It feels so strange, and still very surreal. I keep thinking I'm going to drive back, but for the first time in a long time I don't have to. The next time I go back there it will be the most important day of my young life: July 7th.

But until then, I'm here. In my new duplex which is slowly beginning to feel like home. So far I've seen some member of my family every day which has been nice. Today my mom and I painted the kitchen/dining room. After picking out 'pumpkin spice' I was a bit worried at how it would turn out, but I love it! Pictures to follow I'm sure, once I get all the decorations in place.

My next big tasks are to finish unpacking the remaining boxes and to continue studying for state boards.

I need to keep busy. Last week was really hard. First was all the packing/unpacking and how I couldn't do anything. Luckily I had tons of family around to help. And then comes the little kids I can't lift. I can't pick my goddaughter up to hug her, I have to stay stooped down. I can't lift my little cousin off of the oh-so-dangerous stairs, I have to wait for her dad to come and carry her down. He wanted me to babysit, and then realized I can't lift her in and out of her crib. And Cameron is 7.5lbs. Half way to not being able to be lifted.

My friend wanted me to promise to try and see the positive that can come of this. I didn't make the promise. I said there are no positives.

Goals this week: check out a swim class, unpack all the boxes, register for the boards, apply for 3 jobs