When I got to the house yesterday, my little sister was so eager to show me her new room (the bedroom I just moved out of two weeks ago) and how she set it all up. I, too, was excited for her to have a new space of her own to experiment with and to grow up in. When I stepped in the door of the bedroom, though, I cracked.
The realization hit that I no longer have a place in this house. I don't have a bedroom, I don't even have a bookshelf (all of my books ended up being moved into a laundry basket). The one piece of me left in this house was that bedroom, and now I don't even have that.
As I come into another period of uncertainty and decision-making in my life, I see Green Bay as an entirely viable option in the future. No matter how much I wanted to leave five years ago, I love it here. Losing my bedroom was the breaking point - the uncertainty no longer includes the option of moving back into this house where I don't even have my own space anymore. And I broke down.
On a much lighter note, I went out last night with Sara and Teresa and ran into Timothy and all his roommates. After a night of fun and laughter, I returned home to spend another entire day today laughing and laughing and laughing with my family. I don't even know how else to describe it except to show you:
Meet Daniel's new best friend.
This unicycle's name is Chick Magnet...
You'd better watch out!
Somehow I can only upload one picture, so that one will have to suffice. Just imagine someone learning how to ride a unicycle. And then finding out 15 years later that he's infertile and he wonders why... oh man.
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