Okay, let me take a second to tell you that one of the things I love about writing about blog posts is that I can write extremely informal titles. Like ‘getting in the groove + eats lately + life things’, for example. When I write papers that have to have titles, coming up with a title is inevitably the hardest part for me. Basically, yay blogging.
I feel like I haven’t fully established a blogging routine since I came to school (over a month ago now. HOW?), and I’ve missed that. SO TELL ME ABOUT YOUR LIFE. And I’ll tell you about mine, in the same jumbled, mess-of-all-the-things way I would if we were sitting at a wood table in a hipster coffee shop in Oregon, drinking lattes and eating avocado toast with microgreens on a rainy day.
First things first: getting in the groove. The weeks have been going by faster. I can navigate most places without getting lost. I’ve taken three exams already, and have two more coming up soon, so I feel like a pro. I have a fall-back meal I can compile in either of the two dining halls, should the other options not be my jam. I like almost all of my classes. Life here now feels pretty normal. I’m always surprised by how quickly something new becomes routine.
I still find myself missing Oregon, of course. Like, look at deciduous trees and automatically sing the line in this song that goes ‘evergreens and caffeine still remind me of you’ level of missing Oregon. Yes, I am that lame. It comes in waves. Some days, I’m like, “yeah, this place is pretty okay.” Other days, I scroll through pictures on my phone of the coast and sunsets by our house and summer blueberries and yes, our Vitamix, and I think “uh, actually, no, this place is pretty NOT okay.”
But all in all, life is beginning to feel normal.
Next up: I’ve still been too intimidated to get myself into the gym here. I just want a kettlebell and an empty room! Is that too much for a girl to ask? Yes, is the answer. But it’s okay. Thus far, I’ve been able to get outside when I feel like moving. I’ve also been swimming on Sunday afternoons, which has been super nice.
In other news, I’m still missing my kitchen. Yes, I’m a broken record. You guys, I want to bake brownies. I even miss doing the dishes. That’s true love.
There’s a little ice cream shop downtown and I walked there with Greatest Roomie #1 and Greatest Roomie #2 to get ice cream. Obviously. I had a scoop of bananas foster in a waffle cone and let me tell you, that was the biggest single scoop I’ve ever had.
I had it in the middle of the afternoon before dinner, and my stomach wasn’t extremely happy. It probably would have been better if I’d had some protein before/after. But it’s okay. I enjoyed it, and an ice cream trip was what I needed right then.
But really, tell me about you! All the better if you can do it while in a hipster coffee shop drinking a latte, but if necessary you can just pretend like I am right now.
Linking up for Thinking out Loud!