Gardening, Amy style.

Spring is my very favorite season. I love watching the gradual process of renewal, the greening of the grass, the sprouting of the leaves, the outrageous color erupting from early blooming trees and flowers. There is something that is both hopeful and already triumphant about it all.

Spring has also burst forth in my own life. This month marks my transition from the hallowed, quiet, stately halls of the academic world to the wonderfully chaotic, vaguely predatory, and frenetic world of real estate.

That means this month I have two professional roles. On the note of out with the old-- I am still teaching my freshman composition class, with many students who I have been working with for an entire year, who I first met as fresh-faced freshman on their first day of classes. They are now on the verge of successfully completing their first year of college. I will miss them. I also have a twenty-five page paper to write in the next two weeks for my 18th C. moral and economic thought class. This role of academic student/teacher is harder and harder to slip into with each passing day. Like an ill-fitting suit, it seems to bag at the knees and scratch around the neck.

And, in with the new-- I am taking an accelerated class that will allow me to secure my real estate sales license at the end of April. This adds 24 hours of class time to my schedule every week and at least another ten hours of homework. For the last two weeks I have been interviewing for and interviewing potential employers for my job. Since hiring practices in real estate are vaguely predatory, this has been a mental-energy intensive project.

In the midst of all of this, I have re-landscaped the front of my house. I told my ex- boyfriend/best friend from high school about this plan over IM, and he laughed, and called it, “Gardening, Amy style.” Naturally, the thing to do when you already have two full-time jobs is to put 40+ hours into an entirely unnecessary project. So, my style, as can be derived from this project is either: a) totally insane, b) overly ambitious with a healthy disregard for sleep OR c)just my style.

I think it’s d) all of the above.

I promise to return to blogging the many entertaining and hilarious stories of my life as soon as I get two or more consecutive nights of adequate sleep. (That should be sometime in June for those of you who keeping track.)