ready or not, ridin solo

I've been wanting to write, I promise.

so i moved myself. everything i own.

knowing that everything you own plus your life is all in one vehicle

is a little nerve-racking - as if i really owned any of it

and if that isn't enough - why don't I move to a place of complete strangers.

I'd say "and no prospects" but I am not that naive or stupid

I have my first interview tomorrow

I drove to see where it was today - super nice campus

that George Mason did well.

I went shopping for some extra-longs. FOUND THEM

I picked out my hot "pick me" interview outfit

Now I just have to work on that whole talking clearly thing

We all know I struggle

Especially when I have 5 billion things I want to tell you at once

And for some reason I always feel obligated to tell you the pointless details

simply because they are there in my head

My mom will tell you it's a hindrance to patience, but all her kids do it.

So any way - the house is ADORABLE

and I still think I am spoiling myself by staying here.

even though a job will clearly pay the bills and allow some savings

(I mean that is the goal right)

I can't wait to join the DC social life - just got to find it...

So far - nice, calm neighborhood

outside of the ambulance and firetruck that visited the neighbors last night.

We have Muslim neighbors to the left and Hispanic neighbors to the right

some Asians live across the street

and then there are us Mormon girls.

WELCOME TO DC

oh- and then there is the old, blind neighborhood watch lady

best.thing.ever.

I still have that most humble feeling of being the new girl

Eh - it does fade, I just have to remember that.

I feel like I should be used to it by now.