How Did I Get Here?

Wednesdays and Thursdays are my long days.  I have to be at school before 7 so that means leaving by 6:15.  That’s early!  I am not a morning person.  

I forced myself to leave work today as soon as possible, which in my case meant 5:20.  Tomorrow is open house so it will be a late night on top of an already early morning.  As I was heading home The Boyfriend called and told me he would pick me up at 6:30 for dinner.

This was unexpected but very welcome.  It is one of the wonderful things about living down here that definitely makes the longer commute worth it.  We went to a little Italian restaurant a few minutes from my apartment.  While we were eating and talking about the things people talk about at dinner, I suddenly had a “moment.” 

This is my new life.  How did I get here?  It felt like some strange grown up life that I suddenly had landed in.   Grown ups go to work, and come home and sometimes they go out to the corner restaurant on a weekday night to eat just because.  It is something beautiful about living in the quiet suburbs that I never thought about.  Having those little neighborhood places that are peaceful and grown up, not trendy or hip, or as is more usually my case, a paper bag with food handed to you through a window.

I don’t know how I got here, but I am happy that I am. I haven’t completely figured it out yet.  Each time I encounter it, I am surprised.  I feel like a fake grown up finding a peace I never knew was lacking. I feel this is only the beginning and I can’t imagine what it will feel like when peace and stability and calm are the norm.  I can’t wait. 

5 Years Since Ike

Monday