Reassuring words from my spirit animal and personal favorite philosopher, Winnie-the-Pooh,
“If ever there is a tomorrow when we’re not together, there is something you must always remember: You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think, but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart, I’ll always be with you.”
This is one of those times when all I can do is move forward with all I have and rest assured that everything will work out just as they’re supposed to.
I bought a house last Wednesday. And by “bought,” I mean, “we’re under contract.” Closing isn’t until the end of August, but all the same there’s been an insurmountable pressure and excitement surrounding my everyday. My Pinterest account has quickly shifted from wedding ideas to home decor and I’ve already made 2 trips to Lowe’s to obtain pricing estimates. Yes, I’m that girl.
All the while, I was working on a major presentation that was to decide my fate. It was last Wednesday as well, and I managed to do at least a pretty good job. Still awaiting my “results,” so so speak, but I think it went pretty smoothly. Next was handling the bank and getting the whole loan thing underway. Then a trip to Tyler/College Station last weekend to move out of my apartment there and officially close out the college phase of my life. Monday morning started the marketing sessions regarding what jobs are available to us, the second half of which were concluded this afternoon. I’m now at work patiently awaiting a “Meet & Greet” with the hiring managers at 5:30 tonight. Tomorrow I have 13 interviews lined up and I make the official “Top 7” list which will then be used to determine the trajectory of the rest of my career. My house is simultaneously going to be inspected for miscellaneous terrors, the report on which I won’t obtain until after the job fair. Then I will await my job assignment, tentatively assigned to me either Thursday night or Friday morning.
My life is so amazingly fantastic and hectic. I’m proving to myself continuously that I can handle more than I ever thought possible, and that, regardless of how much I stress out over things, time and the rest of the world continue to press on around me. Talk about a whirlwind life lesson. Big takeaways from these last two weeks:
God is great and nothing is ever THAT bad.