Revolutions

Life seems to completely change every 6-12 months... I just can't figure out if that's interesting or scary...


Last year I also left my job and the church I was attending and enrolled full-time in grad school, which was a major shift.  So now I'm finished my M.A. in Romance Languages (French, to be more precise), which is very exciting.  I had moments where I thought "There's no way anyone does this... this is impossible."  But somehow I managed to pull through.  I also had a series of fabulous moments with good friends and all-in-all I'd have to say August 2009-May 2010 I was having a blast (in between very, very late night study sessions/research paper writing/panic attacks... normal grad school stuff).

This summer was very interesting again.  I went from grad student to unemployed adult pretty quickly after May, and that was an uncomfortable feeling.  However, the freedom that came along with that was intensely appreciated for that moment.  It was an amazingly revitalizing period of carefree exploring and introspection, and I absolutely loved it.  I gained a lot of independence during that time, too, taking solo trips back to New Orleans to visit with good friends and family, then up to Arkansas to visit my sister and parents, then home again to decide that a couple days later I'd go up to St. Louis to hang with an old friend who had just moved there from NOLA (old, as in for many years... not be confused with "old" like "elderly" because he will most assuredly swiftly correct the record if he thinks that's what I'm intending to say... won't you, Richard? :P)  It was a complete whirlwind, but staying busy did also help me not get too upset at the idea that my hubby was in Costa Rica for 5 weeks studying the language he loves and working hard so that he can graduate in May of next year.

Enter August 2.  Hubby came home August 1, and August 2 I started new teacher orientation.  So, here I go, I'm once again a teacher... isn't life special...

Well here I am 4 full months into the school year, and I'm pretty sure teaching is not my forte.  What I am finding out, though, is all the stuff that I AM into.  I feel so full of ideas, full of passion to move on to the next thing (or things), inspired to really become who I want to be, and that is wonderful... except for the small inconvenience of being contracted to teach for the remainder of the school year.  But I keep trying to tell myself that it's no big deal: 6 more months of teaching and then... who knows!  Spend a few months in France maybe...  Spain?  Then move back to N.O., and pursue those passions with any luck at all...

I've also got this idea that I need to figure out how to spin all of my random skills into a neat little package, too.  Like, hey, seriously, I can Google search like nobody's business.  You wanna know about something?  Need some research done?  I'm your girl.  Need to find the best price on that computer you been checking out at Best Buy?  I can get you the goods.

Computer acting weird and you can't figure out why?  I'm definitely the one for the job.  Not because I'm  a certified computer scientist, but because I have an insatiable sense of curiosity that won't let me stop until I've figured out whatever-it-is-that-needs-figuring-out -- computer-related or not.  But if I create some cool euphemisms for those two things, it would be something like "Google Guru" and "Creative Problem Solver Extraordinaire", but I haven't yet found a career that would value those skills.

Not to mention, I am first and foremost a lover of languages, namely French, and I'm a self-proclaimed translator.  Gotta find a way into that field, too...

And another thing, I love to write and have dreamed from the time I was very little of writing a book.  I have absolutely nothing to say, but I can sure spill out a ton of words on absolutely nothing, and I enjoy doing it.  I wouldn't enjoy writing fiction I don't think... more like random ramblings because I am, after all, just a raving remarker.