Countdowns

I swore off counting down the days. It's always been a habit--for better or worse, and as I get old(er), I don't want to wish time away. I think I spent too much time counting down days in college until I could see Eduardo again. Now I sometimes wish I had college back.

But I am granting myself a couple of exceptions to my no-counting-down rule.

1) I graduate from law school on May 12. One month from today. I never counted down until college was over--I loved it too much. Law school is another story. I am sick of it and I only have like 2 friends, 1 of which doesn't go to class anymore. It is therefore acceptable to wish the next 30 days away.

2) We are going to take possession of our new house on June 30. This is further down the line. I am not going to wish all that time away because there is going to be a bunch of fun stuff between now and then, including a trip to Albuquerque to see many college friends, which should hopefully satisfy my above-mentioned hankering for college. But, you heard it here first: I can't WAIT to to have more space. I can't wait to have wood floors. I can't wait to have a big laundry room with a washer and dryer that don't require quarters and, just as importantly, a big space to just put stuff. I can't wait to have more than one place to sit. It's going to be so novel, I might just sit in a new place every 5 minutes. Kitchen chairs, dining room chairs, living room, family room, patio, front steps. Maybe best of all, I can jump! or run to the other side of my space without worrying that bothering people below me. On this front I'm not so much wishing time away as I am grateful that my rental days are numbered.