1/11/11

So yesterday was De'Andre's birthday. His 24th, he's old. I made him this lovely cake and then we went out for soul food at Dee's Place and it was delicious. 

 I guess the importance of this day goes beyond just celebrating a birthday.

It was a really snowy day too.
...just stay with me. I'm getting to a point. I promise.
I hate driving in the snow and I was in a really bad mood on the way to dinner. I was getting frustrated and started to declare I was moving to Atlanta, Florida, or ideally Mexico. Dre chimed in and made a really good point. Our parents had all the choice in the world to move where they did. Why on earth start a family in cold Chicago, or Michigan? They must have made the decision sometime in the summer, because if it were in the heart of January or February, they would have chosen some place warm. 
So this started our conversation about where we would spend the rest of our lives. He's really my only tie to Chicago, and my family is my only real tie to the midwest, could I move? Should I move? Would he come with me?
I came up with the idea of sticking around for the summer at least, because I do enjoy the Midwest's summer. Whether it be Chicago or Michigan, I will still be spending a lot of time in both I assume. But the goal is to get some sort of nanny job or lab job that will go through the summer. During the summer, I'll apply for an english teaching job in Mexico (or maybe some other exotic place) and hope to be able to find a semester long position. Just a little taste of culture. Also during the summer, I'll be applying to graduate schools. This is where the hard decisions start to come in. Where? and for what? Microbiology? Biology? Public Health? but I guess I have some time to think about that. If I do get accepted, I've been thinking of joining the armed forces. They *appear* to have some amazing opportunities, aaand loan repayment options. Always a possibility. I'll also apply for a forensic training program with the state, that I would be stoked to get into, but chances are slim.
All those options.
All these choices to make.
Part of me wishes I would have stayed a nursing major.
But at the same time. I don't think I would enjoy it.
And this gives me countless possibilites. So really, I need to just keep listening to where God is calling me.


Anyway, this is the start of my "journey after graduation."
I'll keep you updated.