I have a sneaking suspicion that my life is about to change.
There have been a couple hints to support this suspicion: I graduated from college last weekend. I'll pause while you wake up from your faint... I won't go into details about graduation, if you want them you'll have to steal my diary or call me. I'll just say that finishing school makes me feel like the world has finally opened up and I'm free to do whatever I want (within reason) and go wherever I want (without reason). Inexplicably, Providence, Rhode Island keeps popping up in my head as a possible future residence. I'm also lightly considering getting a Masters in Statistics. We'll see. If nothing else, graduating has changed my evenings. No more homework, study groups, or cramming for tests! Just lots of time for reading. :)
Another possible (probable?) change: my roommate moving. Not just out of our apartment, but out of our town. As a friend, I'm excited for her to be making this change and sad that I won't see her as often. As a roommate, I'm thinking about the pros and cons of having the apartment to myself. I can afford it, but do I want to afford it? Would I want a new roommate? NO! Maybe I'll be able to find a cheaper, one-bedroom apartment in my same ward, close to my work. Hmm. Probable? Maybe my mom will let me move back in with her?! Hmm. Even if she did (improbable), it's not something I'm going to consider unless it's for only a month so I can prepare to move to Providence, Rhode Island.
Minor change: I got a new calling in my ward. I'm the gospel doctrine teacher. This Sunday is my first lesson. I love teaching and I look forward to learning more about the Old Testament. It will also help me get to know the people in my ward. So far I've really enjoyed this ward. I feel like everyone is so concerned about me feeling like I don't fit in that they try hard to make me feel like I belong. They are very friendly, not just for the first couple weeks but every time they see me. One of ladies I'm becoming friends with has 6 kids, was raised Jewish before her mom converted to Catholicism, and is now in the middle of a painful divorce. We giggle together in Relief Society and she always invites me to sit with her and her kids for sacrament meeting. If only I could remember her name!!
Actually, this ward and my new calling adds to the list of reasons to stay where I am. It's been awhile since I've enjoyed my ward as I do now. Add that to a job I like and being close to my family, and there are serious reasons to stay here. There are good reasons to move, too. Which set of reasons weighs more? I'm not sure. I'm not going to try not to worry about it. I trust that if and when the time is right to move, I'll know and will do it. Until then, I'm going to enjoy what I have and not go chasing rainbows. That in itself is a big change!