Well, I've known for about four days now, and I am still in shock. But in a good way, since I couldn't imagine anyplace else I'd rather be.
This is officially my last week as an unemployed woman, since next week I begin my new direction in my life as a full-time Grants Manager! Well, I have always wanted to write for a living, and I can't think of anything that suits me more than writing for such a good cause.
The best thing? I already know (and like!) everyone there, thanks to my two years of volunteering. I can't wait till the big black tie gala in September--it's going to be my first time at one of their events as an employee and not a volunteer.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Back in town
I'm back in Urbana now. Not for school or work, but rather just visiting. I've run into so many people I know, and it's been a total hugfest so far. Went to the Women's Resources Center to say hi to my friends Rachael and Pat, then out for dinner with DoMonique, and catching up with Serena and Miranda and Quinn (so far). I'll probably be going out later tonight and let the memories flow.
It feels so weird, almost surreal, in fact. I do feel like I left a good deal of my heart here, since I spent four whole years of my life here. But I'm not a student. I can help my sister move into her dorm, but I know I'm not living there myself (or working in the dorm, since I was a librarian for two years). I can talk to Pat (the dean) about what's going on in the Women's Center, but I'm going to be at another university with an older women's center. I can go and visit my advocates at RCS (whoops, they're now called RACES, sorry), but I'm not affiliated with them anymore. (I'm back at LaCASA this summer, so they closed my RACES file.) I do feel connected with my friends (I think I had probably one of the best experiences around regarding that), but I feel really odd being down in Urbana and not being a student there anymore.
The worst part? I started getting nostalgic!!! Isn't that the first sign of being an old fogey? I am SO not a fogey! But I guess that nostalgia means that it MUST have been a good experience for me. Which it so was!
It feels so weird, almost surreal, in fact. I do feel like I left a good deal of my heart here, since I spent four whole years of my life here. But I'm not a student. I can help my sister move into her dorm, but I know I'm not living there myself (or working in the dorm, since I was a librarian for two years). I can talk to Pat (the dean) about what's going on in the Women's Center, but I'm going to be at another university with an older women's center. I can go and visit my advocates at RCS (whoops, they're now called RACES, sorry), but I'm not affiliated with them anymore. (I'm back at LaCASA this summer, so they closed my RACES file.) I do feel connected with my friends (I think I had probably one of the best experiences around regarding that), but I feel really odd being down in Urbana and not being a student there anymore.
The worst part? I started getting nostalgic!!! Isn't that the first sign of being an old fogey? I am SO not a fogey! But I guess that nostalgia means that it MUST have been a good experience for me. Which it so was!
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