Thursday, April 5, 2012

Saying Goodbye to a Good Home, Emotions and Ritual



In just a little over a week, I am moving out of the home that I have been in for the last year and a half.  While this doesn’t seem like a long period of time, it is the first time that I have stayed in one place this long in the past 8 years.  A year and a half of relative happiness and contentment is extremely unusual for me.  To be truthful, I don’t want to leave.  And the fact that I am temporarily moving back in with my parents doesn’t help.

Long story short, my parents are charging me half the rent I pay now to live with them until the wedding.  They also happen to be 20 minutes from my work instead of the 40 minutes it takes me to get to work from the condo.  My fiancé lives 1 hour and 30 minutes from where I work.  So cutting down my commute time and rent expenses means more money for the wedding and more time for school.  And yet… my room in the condo was mine.  Wonderfully mine.  

While I have been slowly packing things up and moving boxes in short trips to both my parent’s and fiancé’s homes, I’ve still felt a strong pull and ownership.  As my condo mate brought in new people to see the place, I felt a creeping jealousy towards my potential replacements. 

Introduction


Hello.  My name is Susan Brooke.  Welcome to my blog.

For my first post of this new project, I figured I would provide a little bit of an introduction of both myself and what my plans are for this site.  For starters, I am a graduate student.  I’m working full time and going to school part time in order to earn my M.S. in Information Technology.  If you think this sounds boring, you are very right.  It is also incredibly stressful and expensive, but mostly boring.  I have my B.A. in English with a specialization in Medieval Literature and a minor in Creative Writing.  My, how my aspirations have changed since those days early days.

But that’s just the boring academic side of me (which I can’t wait to be done with).  I’m also an enthusiastic but woefully inexperienced gardener, a cook with a track record of things coming out edible 50% of the time, a knitter who can only make rectangles, a Pagan, and a part-time witchy woman.  I also have a fun group of friends who run the gamut of almost normal to lovably odd and who never leave me with a lack of stories to tell.

And if my friends and list of activities don’t provide me with enough humor to share, my family and in-laws will more than make up for it.  Because, in addition to the work, school, and social life, I’m also getting married this year, which means that myself and my Deist/agnostic fire fighter fiancé are going to have to balance my devoutly Roman Catholic and Seventh Day Adventists relatives with his Catholic parents and Evangelical and Fundamentalist relatives, and somehow squeeze in all his cursing, spitting, hard drinking fire house buddies to boot.  If nothing else, it should be fun to watch.

So why a blog?  Well, my life is hectic, crazy, full of unusual situations, and I wanted a place to record it.  I wanted to share both the goings on in my mundane life as well as my spiritual one and share the things I learn, whether they be cooking, gardening, or witchy.  And frankly, I wanted some place to talk about what happens when headstrong Pagans and fundamentalist Christians end up firmly stuck in one another’s lives, and the good and bad parts being not just a Fire Fighter’s girl but being one with unusual interests.

I think that sums it up in a nutshell.  I hope you enjoy my blog.

Susan