It’s been an eventful past few weeks, and transitioning to my senior year in college has been quite interesting to say the least. I finished my finals on a Sunday, had to move out of my house by Wednesday and didn’t know where I was moving to until Tuesday night. Thank God I found a house last minute and didn’t have to couch surf with friends. It’s unfurnished though and so I’ve been sleeping on a rug on the floor until I figure out whether it’s worth buying a mattress at all. I think it’s funny though that the first and only item of furniture in my living room is a T.V… it was a gift from a friend, and I’m currently using it as a mega screen to type this article up. I can envision my life post graduation already - this T.V. and I will travel the world and I’ll sleep in unfurnished apartments and drink milk when I’m thirsty because the water in the taps is brown and I don’t know who to call for that kind of stuff. I called the electric company to set up an account and the lady on the other end of the line was going on about local utility company things…
Adulting is painful. I called my mum crying because I couldn’t believe this is what grown ups have to deal with on a daily basis – bills, and moving – and each other. I set up utilities and Wi-Fi, and went window-shopping for furniture for the first time in my life – there was a couch I really liked, but then I saw the price tag, and thought about logistics of moving the thing, and I lost heart. The rug will have to do for now.
My friend graciously had me over for a few days so I could get away from my floor, and the drive down to Manchester was well worth it. She had a bed to offer me, and good food, and a cat – I really couldn’t ask for anything more. She even invited me to hang out with her alma mater and to a barbecue for their Christian fellowship where I met incredible people, had great conversations, and fractured my leg playing soccer with a bunch of them.
The rest of the time was spent in hospital making friends with patients in excruciating pain with whom I sat till 5am when a doctor finally rolled around to see us. I’m now on crutches and back on the rug on my floor with my T.V., typing this article up. Like I said, adulting is painful.
I did learn some very important things on this wild journey though:
One is that furniture is expensive.
Two - Thrift stores are a gift from God.
Three - Life is not so deep you can’t be a child once in a while. Sleep on floors and break a few bones, life is fuller that way.
Four - Fractures hurt. Moving is exhausting. Finals are stressful. It’s okay to cry.
Five - See number four. It really is okay to cry. Call on someone you love, and who loves you – and cry.
Six - Those friends who sit with you all night in hospital and tell the nurse to give you a shot? Keep them.
Seven - Those friends who give you T.Vs as house -warming gifts? Make more of them! :)
Eight – Adulting is painful. But in order that gold be purified, it needs to pass through fire. My prayer is that I burn well.
