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Friday, July 21, 2017

The World is My Oyster

Yesterday was kinda, sorta the first day I've spent at home as a university graduate. Since I'm still finishing up my internship, I'll have another "first day" when I'm done. And then I'll have another "first day" after my diploma comes in the mail. That's when I'll know it's really, really real. I still feel like my education is pending.

In the meantime...

I had several times throughout the day yesterday where I felt like I wasn't doing what I was supposed to. Then I'd remember I didn't have homework and that there wasn't anything I absolutely had to do, so I would happily repeat "The world is my oyster!"

I walked in the kitchen and wondered if I should do the dishes or clean out the pantry. I went ahead and did both because the world is my oyster.

I also gave my bedroom a thorough cleaning, and I even dusted, resulting in an eye injury, but it's cool because the world is my oyster.

I organized the bathroom cabinets, took my kids to the park, did a couple loads of laundry, and had a short nap. I filled my trunk with bags of stuff to donate. Oyster.

I even got a little wild and applied for an opportunity (not a "job" - just a one-time gig) and submitted a piece of writing to a website. I hadn't planned on doing either of those things yesterday, but what the hey! The world is my oyster.

When Scotty got home from work, I made dinner, and then I sat at the table for a while and wasn't sure what to do next. I wasn't in a rush to eat and get out the door to go to the library.

It's been 11 years since Scotty and I have eaten a meal without school pressing on us. Eventually, there will probably be more school (most likely a Master's degree for Scotty), but for now, I'm going to enjoy a few moments of school-free time.

Last night the stake president and his wife stopped by and brought me a graduation gift (Chips Ahoy). What amazing people to be mindful of me! Again, I am in awe at my "village." Love and support flows from many corners.

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