maudy's journal

The enjoyable summer break had come to and end. We ended our long school break with having a road trip to East Coast. What a wonderful ending! We got back from our trip on Monday. we knew we didn't have much time to recover after the trip, but it also didn't leave much space for post-holiday syndrome. Like usual, all our bag was still unpacked while we are waiting for some energy to do laundry.

My first day was as tiring as it could be. Hubby had been wanting to take pilates class. I wasn't that interested, since the class was at 6:45 in the morning. I drag my feet, had my morning grumble walking to Mighty-our black car. We got to the gym and found out that all participated in the class were ladies, but hubby joined the class anyway. Entering the class, we were clueless. The class already started, all were lying on their back on a mattress so the instructor didn't even see us coming.

We didn't know we had to have a mattress, but then we found a stack of mattress for people who didn't bring their own. We laid our mattress then followed the rest of the class. I thought it was easy. Then I changed my mind. The movement was so gentle yet it was tiring. I am still feeling sore all over my body. I am out of shape indeed! Since that was my first day, hubby took me home after pilates class so I can take shower. For next week, I am planning on taking shower at the gym so hubby doesn't have to take extra trip.

My studio started at 1:25 pm but I attended department's welcome-lunch at noon. Eventhough it was our first day, my professor didn't let us go before the end of studio hour, 5:30pm. Then at 6:30pm I had another class started and ended at 9.10 pm. I felt bad that I couldn't pay attention at the last quarter part of the class.

I started my second day, with another grumbling. My locker dissapearred! It was a loose box with my lock attached to it. Unlike my last semester's desk, my current desk doesn't have place to secure my stuffs. So on my first day, while a lot of stuffs in the architecture building was still free for all, I searched for a box, found one and claimed it as mine. That how it works in our building, where the first day determine a lot of things for a semester.

No sane people would move stuffs after the first day, that's way I was so mad. Obviously someone owned it because there was a lock attached to it. Anyway, after coming back from searching the fourth and third floor, I found the box coming back to my studio. My friend told me that it was at the first year studio. Since we are big community that will see each other around, I didn't want to know who stole my box.

It is still the second day, but amount of assignment I got is enough to make me having a headache Hopefully everything will settle up by next week.

A lot of things happened this summer. We started the beginning with the hustle and bustle of hubby's finishing his thesis. To make ourself more comfortable while he was finishing his writing, we moved our working area down stair in living room for it was cooler there. We tried to save energy by not turning on the upstair's air conditioner. At that time we didn't see the light at the end of tunnel of his study. I believe this past 3 years he'd gotten tired of answering people's question about when he'd graduated. One international advisor at campus asked me to tell him that he didn't ask when Reuben would graduate

The day finally came. After 26 years been in school non-stop from kindergarten, now he doesn't put "student" under his employment status We had dinner celebration just the two of us the day he defended his thesis. His professors treated us for dinner a week after. We savored that moment. It was more perfect because he got a job offer months before he graduated. We had time when we felt like suddenly having a lot of money Then it came to reality that more income means more spending. We feel that it is time for us to move out from this church's house. The church has been so great to us so far. They don't ask us to move, it is purely our decision. We think this is the best both for us and the church.

After searching several apartments, we have picked one we think works best for us. On the searching process, we realized that we've been so spoiled by all facilities we have at church. Now living in a square room with a lot of neighbors seems to be hard for us. After had our paper work done and went home, I felt so gloomy. Soon I will miss this beautiful house, the yard, the garden, the plants, and the wildlife. We won't make fun of rabbits and chase squirrels any longer. We also have to buy a car for me to go to school. It will be a cheap car that we can afford. We also have to face significant increase of my school tuition. There will be a lot of cutting budget, cutting things that already been cut. I am afraid of changes. Afraid that things get worse. On the other hand, I know that if we know our future then we won't have faith. I cried, I am gloomy and nervous. But, life must go on, we are now jumping to a real world, and despite all of the changes we believe that God will still...hold our back.