The move

Austin indulged me in an empty apartment photo shoot.

This apartment saw a burglary, a flood, a trip to the hospital and the urgent care (both Austin on two separate occasions), four jobs, two international trips, our 25th birthdays, thirteen weeks of CSA pictures, and many many Chrome-casted episodes of Netflix.

And now we are headed off (to a basement apartment two blocks away). It has been a good (and fast!) year. September is always going to feel like the start of the year for me. It's back-to-school. It's where I start from when I count how many years it's been since I graduated college. It's when I hit my work anniversary (has it been two years already?) And it's when our year-long leases end, meaning it's time for a fresh start, ready or not. Here's to a new school year - time to make it a good one.

The kitchen and the cosmos

Austin and I have been watching Cosmos lately and it is amazing. I love having Neil DeGrasse Tyson explain the universe to me. I love that he is both an accomplished scientist and a powerful communicator. (And it makes me want to be an astrophysicist.) I love the blend of science and poetry and imagination and wonder (he says things like "we are made of star-stuff.") I love that he is matter-of-fact about evolution – he makes no apologies for science. After a long day, it's nice to kick back, listen to Neil, and remember how small I am and how amazing the universe really is. 

We have had a fruit fly problem lately, probably since we've left some of our fruits and veggies from the CSA out on the counter. Austin set an apple cider vinegar trap in a wine glass and caught a bunch – there is photographic evidence that I will not share here – but now they're back and bigger than before, and the traps are not working. Our theory is that the hedonist fruit flies drowned and the fruit flies who aren't tempted by vinegar survived and reproduced, and now the mecha fruit flies are running the show. We have created dozens of tiny monsters. So we do not need Neil DeGrasse Tyson to prove to us that evolution is for real.

(Update: Austin's new theory is that the surviving fruit flies are actually gnats, and we have a second insect infestation on our hands. So we can add that to our list of reasons to be glad we are leaving – we will move to where the gnats can't find us!)

The search

In high school, applying for colleges was The Most Stressful experience that I, and many of us, could imagine. And getting my college acceptance letters touched off my first Crisis of Indecision. It was the first big decision I'd made in my life. I remember sitting in my college counselor's office getting melodramatic about how this was going to shape the course of the rest of my life – who I married, who my lifelong college buddies would be, my career, and absolutely everything else. It was the first time I could see paths branching off and knew I could choose only one. 

Looking back now, that whole crisis seems way overblown. Especially because at the end I was choosing between Middlebury and Dartmouth. For sure, those are very different animal (house)s (Quidditch vs. Greek life) but, let's be real, they are both highly-ranked liberal arts colleges in neighboring New England states. 

And in a way, that wasn't a real decision. There was no question in my mind that I was going to college then. I never really considered a gap year – the thought probably crossed my mind, but the power of going through the same experiences at the same time as my peers was too strong. So it was like ordering something off a menu instead of choosing a restaurant.

Oh man, I so wish that looking for jobs and apartments was anything like the college application process. Where you search around, find ones you like, apply to a smattering by a common deadline, and as long as you throw in a few safeties you're sure to get something, if not your first choice. With jobs and apartments, there are no guarantees and there are time pressures, too. Sometimes you have to jump on something before you've had the chance to consider all the options, because the options disappear after a couple days on Craigslist or the job is looking for a yes ASAP. 

And, of course, on top of that there are what feel limitless options for paths in life. There's going to grad school or not, and getting married or not and to who, or staying in the same job or career vs. exploring a new one or four, and going abroad or choosing from any number of awesome cities in the US. (Not that those are necessarily on the table right now.) Making choices about a new apartment + thinking about all the other big choices adulthood entails = more than a little overwhelming.

At the very least, applying to grad schools will be like applying to college. So check back with me then to see if I still think it's so fun and easy. :)