Prior to these huge, life-changing decisions, I was just a college Senior trying to finish up my undergraduate degree and apply to Law School. I was working as an Office Assistant (OA) in one of the residence halls on my campus and I'd been dating my now-fiancé for five years. My life pretty much consisted of sitting at the Front Desk until I annoyed my friends, going to class (on occasion), and eating food with my friends.
My room is situated across the hall from my younger sister, who is two years younger than me. We're best friends and we do pretty much everything together. I can always count on her to keep me company while eating a meal, spot me a twenty, or give me honest advice. She's the Elsa to my Anna and we like it that way. However, as I prepare to move across campus to mold and shape the future of this university, I find that leaving my sister is the hardest part. Of course leaving the OA staff and the community that became my family is difficult too; actually leaving this place might be harder than leaving home to come here in the first place.
I've been doing a lot of #adulting in the past few weeks and it is so much harder than we like to pretend it is. It's a lot of making hard decisions where both results would probably be good, but one is what you should do and the other is what you want to do. Sometimes they're the same thing, but a lot of times they aren't. Deep down, I wanted to stay right where I am. It's safe: I already have friends there, my co-workers are amazing, my sister lives here, my classes are close by, and I was President of the hall's governing body. But it would have been reckless to ignore the financial gains and the opportunity for new experiences to slip by me, especially since I'm planning a wedding for this summer and they are not cheap.
Either way, this blog is about to get popping as I try to navigate being a graduating senior, an RA, applying to law school, and planning a wedding!
So stay tuned!!
