Headed out tomorrow evening from Spokane, WA for the fourth of the four interviews I've been granted. To be honest, I'm not particularly excited about this one, but I'm also not tied up in knots nervous either. That's nice. So I'm treating this trip as an adventure unto itself and another opportunity to hone my interviewing skills. They'd really have to hit a home run to get me to come- and home runs do get hit. We'll see- it's a good lesson in keeping an open mind about things for me- which is really much harder than it might seem. I think with all this waiting and wondering about where I'll actually go, I'm craving the taste of certainty. I just want to know- you know?
Today was another day of news. I got the official letter form offer from UT and I got a phone call from Colorado State saying that I'm at the top of their alternate list. I drove early to work just so I could sit in the truck with my coffee and slowly sip it all in. That is the offer. The initial finding out about the program was kinda anti-climactic and I wanted to have some kind of a moment just to myself. So I read the letter and sipped. It was nice. Actually, truth be told, it was a bit anti-climactic. But that paired with a phone message from CSU (apparently they had 200 applicants this year) was one more reminder that this dream of mine is happening. Feels good to have worked so hard for something and see it start to take shape. Hard part is waiting for it to take its shape.
Well, who better than my dear old Granny to give perspective on all this? Granny and I had a nice morning just the two of us. I didn't have to be at work until noon, and Gramps was, of course, at Good Sam. She felt good this morning, and was up and and at em washing dishes, scrubbing the cupboards (her favorite), and chatting with me all the while. 'Oh Ikey, you know if you hadn't got in, you would've figured it all out too!', she says in her inimitable voice (well, mostly inimitable). She wanted to talk about the fact that I opted to NOT get my haircut for this interview (which took up quite some time). And I allowed her to trim my neck which is like her favorite thing (next to scrubbing the cupboards- obviously). We had a gay old time. I continually realize how important and profound it is to just simply BE and BE together. I think this is a secret wisdom that Grannies and Mom's have always possessed and passed on. When you sit down to think of how little time we truly get to simply be together with the people we love-it's kinda sobering. I'm so glad I made the choice I did to come and be here.
Granny had a good enough day today that she went with Grandps, Uncle Mark, and Cynthia to the Jazz Festival Friday night concert. She loves choirs and vocal performances. And from the look on her face when I came home tonight, she absolutely loved it. So nice of Cynthia and Mark to come down and spend time with them. Tomorrow Cynthia will be going with Gramps to the Cougar/Arizona State game, and Coby will stay with Granny for the day. How cute is that? I'm sorry to just miss them, but I did get to catch up with Coby and Cynthia a bit tonight- and will presumably a bit more in the morning. They're such good people.
Well, I should finish packing for New York. I know for a fact that I won't be taking off my suit jacket and rolling up my shirt sleeves due to heat on the campus tour like in Knoxville. It'll probably be more like blowing on my hands and putting them Joel Soden style down my pants to warm them up (sorry Sodes- had to bust you). Who knows what awaits in Albany? It's all adventure anyway.
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