There is absolutely nothing going on right now and I shouldn't be complaining. It's going to get pretty hectic around here next month, when I have to begin packing for my move. I'm planning to start sorting out all the stuff next week and I'm going to have a garage sale, or carport sale in my case, in July. Oh, how I dread it. I hate having those sales. My mom, Auntie Linda, and I have had several sales and I get so aggravated with the people who come to them, I want to explode before the day is over. First, we begin the sales at 7:00 a.m. On a Saturday. That, in and of itself, should explain my attitude. Then, we have people come to our sales and turn up their noses and ask stupid questions like, "will you take a nickel for that stereo?" Or, "five dollars is too much for that purse," when it's a freaking FENDI bag. If you've ever had one of these sales you understand. I'll be sure and report back after it's over.
I did get good news: I got the financing for school. I have to pay out-of-state tuition, so the financing will only be enough to pay tuition and books, but at least I got that. I was hoping not to have to pay out-of-state tuition, because often bordering states have this Academic Common Market thing which allows someone like me to go to school in Missouri and pay in-state fees. But no. I checked on this and found out today that it doesn't work that way with Arkansas. I will be able to establish residency in twelve months, but until then, I'm out-of-state. I'm a little bummed about that, but I'll get over it. The good news is that I'll be able to go full-time to school and have my master's in two years.
The moving away is starting to hit me. I know, everyone moves away from home at one time or another. Well, huh uh. Not in my family. We (95% of us) are tied to our hometown with the strongest apron strings you've never seen. All five of my grandmother's children live within a ten-minute drive of her house. Both my brothers live here. Practically all of my cousins live here. Did I mention Emily and Reece are here?? I can't even THINK about leaving them. That's going to kill me a little. Therefore, I'm getting homesick already. I've been dying to get out of here for years and see how it would be to live away and have a different life. But now that it's fast approaching, I'm a little reticent. Maybe if I'd done this when I was in my twenties or thirties it wouldn't be so difficult, but the older I get the less I like change. I think most people are this way. However, it's time to get out of my comfort zone and get on with life and see what's out there.