So, Friday night I had a minor dilemma: Stay in Santa Cruz or move back to Vacaville?
See, the Teacher Education Program never entirely ends at the end of the semester. Papers still need to be done; fieldwork still needs to be observed; I still need to get my stuff back from the professors, with corrections, for me to redo and resubmit; and I need to get placed for student teaching next semester. So it makes sense to stay on campus and knock out all that stuff there.
On the other hand, my brother is getting married Saturday, and the wedding is at my mom’s house. Plus the rent is cheaper, my expenses are smaller, my family is here, and I need to get a car. (And a driver’s license, I suppose, while I’m at it.)
Why was there any dilemma to begin with? Well, my sister was coming Saturday afternoon to attend a wedding; and while she was at it she’d help take most of my stuff (and me) back to Vacaville with her. So I had to figure it out quickly…
…and I decided to stick with my original plan and go to Vacaville. Beautiful landlocked, 90°, full-of-allergens Vacaville. Fieldwork will have to wait a week.
Meanwhile, I’m trying to talk my mother into letting me paint my old room orange. I think I’ve got her most of the way there…
As of midnight, Kerry is 23. So today we had lunch to celebrate, since tomorrow will be full of wedding busyness and angst.
I am going to attempt to get some errands done so that I don’t have to do them later in the week. And yes, seeing Star Wars 3 counts as an errand.