And thus we start what will hopefully be my last semester at UT. I'll likely post again about finishing my master's here, but it is after midnight on the night before school starts for the semester and I want to go to bed after I post this, so this is going to be short. And that was a run-on sentence. Yes, I am in graduate school. :P
Anyway, I'm now at 560 items donated since 2009. Here are the items from the latest shipment to ARC:
-1 cardigan for a ~2-year-old
-3 pairs of mittens
-1 pair of slippers
-27 scarves and cowls
You ever get feelings that home doesn't feel like the same home it was when you were still living at home? I've been home in Maryland for the past three weeks and I can't help but feel this place is my childhood. Well, it is. I grew up here. But now that I live in Austin, it feels different. Like EC should be where I'm a kid and now that I'm an adult living on my own far, far away, it doesn't feel the same. It feels like home, don't get me wrong. But it doesn't feel it the way 'home' does in Austin or did when I was still in school in Maryland. Maybe it's that there are more people that I see almost every day in Austin and most of my closest friends don't live in the EC, MD area anymore. Or that it's the typical winter blues. I don't know. I need to get back to working on my thesis and applying for jobs.
I'm going to keep this brief because it's that time of year when everything is due in every grad class and my advisor is clambering for data from me. These were donated earlier in November with the penguin from the previous post, bringing my total to 513.
-1 hat -3 earwarmers -8 pairs of mittens -5 pairs of slippers -2 stuffed animals -3 scarves
So it's Labor Day weekend and I'm preparing for the Auburn vs Washington game tonight (note: I am not an Auburn fan. Go Terps! But a fellow grad student is having a cook-out at his house. He is an Auburn alum). I just sent home the rest of the stuff that will be donated to ARC when it all arrives in Maryland. Combine the items in this post (minus the penguin because I couldn't fit it in the box. He'll be donated later) with those in the last post for one shipment of 41 items to Jee Jee at ARC.
Items in the second part of the shipment are: -2 pairs of socks/slippers -4 scarves -6 pairs of mittens Cheers!
So I figured I would post something before the semester started. I'm about to start my second (and hopefully final) year of my MS at UT Austin and I'm going to keep this post short since I have to get up in about 5 hours to get to BWI to fly back to Texas. I did get some data collected during the summer, but not enough, although that was outside of my control. In addition to collecting data, I also collected crocheted items. I thought I should post them now instead of when they are donated since there is already quite a few of them.
To be donated (assume they were donated with the stuff in the next post about donated items): -5 hats -2 scarves -7 pairs of mittens -11 pairs of socks/slippers
BBC News published a story today on severe homesickness in adults. It is a thing and not something that you can just tell someone to "get over it" and they will "man up" and get over it. (http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-22764986) At the bottom of the page, I decided to write to the BBC and give my own experience of homesickness. I've talked about this before, but I wanted to share it again in case someone amongst my readers is an adult (or really any age) and is homesick and thinks less of themselves for being so. I am a 20-something adult. I am homesick. No matter where I live, if it is outside of Maryland, I will always be homesick. I am not ashamed of that. Neither should you. Here is what I wrote: I moved to Austin from Ellicott City, MD about a year ago for graduate school. The only people I knew in Austin were the other students I had met when I visited during the prospective student weekend. Although the homesickness wasn't too bad during the first few weeks, it got progressively worse as the stress of grad school started to build and as I got more and more frustrated with the stark differences between the two places. I am very connected to my surroundings. In Maryland, I love the trees, the birds, the rolling hills and winding roads, the farm land, and the Chesapeake. In Austin, the trees aren't tall like they are on the east coast. The sky seems so much larger here in Austin and that isn't necessarily a good thing. There are no farms nearby, the birds are different, the closest thing to water is the Colorado River. Also, the people drive differently in Austin, and do so in an aggravating way. The homesickness started to become rather severe right when I was in the airport on my way back to Austin from my winter break at home. I was about to pass through security and I just started crying. I didn't want to go back. I wanted to stay in Maryland, my Maryland. A TSA agent gave me a hug and a tissue. That helped me at least get to my seat on the plane before I started crying again as we flew over the Appalachians. During the semester in Austin, I actually had to see a counselor from my university because the homesickness and stress was affecting my work. I moved to Austin in August of 2012. It took me until the middle of March 2013, during my spring break, before I finally started being okay with living in Texas. I only feel that way because I took a simple walk downtown. One day, during the South by Southwest festival, I walked through downtown Austin, over to a convention center on the other side of the Colorado. I think being able to see the scenery of city and really take it in helped me overcome my homesickness. For me, skyscrapers may now be the new tall east coast tree. It is now June and I just got back in Austin after being away for a month. This time, no tears were shed at the airport or on the plane, although I can't say that there weren't any as I write this. I still love Maryland and I will always be a Marylander at heart, but I think even though I am still homesick for the east coast, it is not enough for me to not like the city of Austin, Texas.
I know it doesn't look like much, but this is a Fish Crow, one of my favorite birds, flying over my backyard in Maryland, with the 120-foot tall tulip poplar we had to cut down after the derecho last summer.