Sometimes life is a whirlwind. The things that come into your life or speed out of your life can sometimes spin you right around with their speed. It’s like Dorothy said, “people come and go so quickly here!” But it’s not just people, it’s everything. It’s life.
I like to write about all of the tipsy turvy things that make up day to day life, or at least the things that keep it interesting. But I find that a lot of the things that mean the most to me are the things I do not write about. I’m not sure if this is because the recesses of my mind find these things too good to write about, or if it’s just that writing is how I process things and the greater things in life take longer to process, so I don’t end up writing anything about it to completion.
I went on a road trip this summer that it’s safe to say changed my life. Well, it’s changed my thoughts, and if I’m careful and prudent, it will change my life. But I haven’t written about it. I promised you I would, and I promised myself I would, but I haven’t yet. Despite telling myself daily that I still plan to, my trip was almost a month ago, and the proximity to it has already faded. I don’t know if I’ll be able to write about it like I would have if I’d written sooner.
Nevertheless, I’m talking about this again because it will be my reminder, and yours, that that’s a post that’s still coming. I know I need to write about it, even if it won’t be all that it should have been, because that is my way of preserving it, of remembering it forever.
Today was Monday, and I definitely had a case of the Mondays. I’m back to teaching, and I’m also back to remembering why I quit this particular teaching job at this particular school. But I’m not here to complain. I’ll only be working here a month, so I’ll survive.
My visa paperwork is almost all together for my job in China come January. It’s really gonna happen, folks. Unless it doesn’t, of course. But it will, so I’m not thinking about that. By Friday I’ll have my work physical completed and hopefully my final employer recommendation in hand, and it’ll all be downhill from here.
Oh, and I’m trying to sell my junkbucket of an old car. It’s a 2000 Nissan Maxima, and it was a great car for the 9 months I had it, but the power steering is out and it’s been sitting in the driveway for so long that it needs a new battery. I’ve never sold a car before so this will be yet another of the small daily adventures of the Tessa-saurus. 
Let’s go!
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