A few things

1. Heather got into Juilliard.
2. Heather moved to New York in August.
3. For those of you keeping track, I was supposed to graduate in May 2009.
4. I am still living in Sheffield.

Yes, Heather got into Juilliard. What, did you think she wouldn’t? The day she got the letter she did the totally girly, “Oh I can’t possibly open it Chad, won’t you do it for me?” routine and I was happy to oblige. Then one of us danced around and screamed like a little girl. I won’t name names, but it wasn’t not me.

So, yeah, Heather moved to New York. There was a lot of dancing around the issue of what would happen to “us,” mostly because I am a guy and, like most guys, do my best to avoid emotional confrontations, so I did my best not to bring it up. We were finally forced to talk about it and decided it was definitely worth staying together. We agreed that one of us will fly to see the other once a month, twice a month if possible, alternating if possible. Of course, the economy is in a tailspin right now and do you know how expensive it is to fly? Thankfully my dad had a bunch of frequent flier miles he wasn’t going to use that he was able to transfer to me, so those will help offset some of our travel expenses. So far I have been to New York twice (once to help Heather move, and once for our first monthly visit a couple weekends ago) and Heather has been to Sheffield zero times. I am not keeping score.

School is back in full swing and I have been doing something really strange this semester – actually trying. I decided toward the end of the summer that I would take extra credits for the fall semester and graduate in December. This caused my mother endless amounts of joy, and for someone who’s spent the past several months undergoing chemo and radiation and basically feeling like she’s been hit by a freight train, endless amounts of joy have been in short supply. Therefore, it’s hard to be annoyed when she still tells me every time I talk to her how excited she is that I’m graduating early. Her cancer is in remission and her hair is starting to grow back a little bit, and I’m really proud of her.

Graduating early means I only have a couple months left of the college life before I have to enter the “real world” unless I go to grad school, which in no way excites me. I’ve actually been looking for jobs – I know, odd for a procrastinator like me to think ahead. And, yes, I'm looking for jobs in New York.

So, that’s life for me (in a nutshell). What’s new with you?