Changes?

It’s been a crazy week, but somehow I managed to make it through. The interview is over and I think I did okay. However, the job is in Ithaca... New York... Oh, did I not mention that yet? Yup. And the position is at Cornell, the college my mom used to drag me to every time she thought I needed a little motivation to do a little better in school or needed a place to show to her friends--"look everyone, we live near an Ivy League school, isn't it just so exciting?! I just hope that Joy goes there someday... oh no, I'm not picky, I'll take Princeton too." Okay, so maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but that's pretty much how I interpreted what she was saying. Anyway, now that I'm a little older though, I suppose I can at least give her the fact that Ithaca is also a very pretty town. It's a town though, and a small one at that, so needless to day, I’m not quite sure how I feel about it yet.

As I was walking through the sprawling campus with its redbud trees blooming with thousands of tiny purple flowers (no, I have no idea why the tree is called redbud either-- I think it's a conundrum that Cornell likes to pose to all of us silly common folk. I'm guessing the buds of the tree are red??) and looking out into the scenery, I seriously contemplated whether or not I could live there. It was beautiful right now, with a smattering of delicate purple petals floating through the air, but what about when those petals turn to snow and it's piercing your face like a million little icicles. Would I still like Ithaca then? When I am sitting alone in my apartment because I have no friends and only my pups and my computer to entertain me, am I going to be cursing the fact that I took this job to begin with? Okay, I know, I know. I am getting waaay ahead of myself. I haven't even gotten the job yet. My interview seat is probably still warm....perhaps it's a little too early to be worrying about all of this. But I'm starting to wonder if I should have even opened this door for myself in the first place, especially if I feel compelled to take it. It would be like my dream job... I get to work with Asians and in Higher Ed? For only 10 months a year? I mean I don't know that I can really think of anything better right now, well except if the job were in Boston or NYC (this is not what I meant when I wanted a job in New York, if you couldn't tell.) Anyway, I guess I can't sit around and worry about this, especially since I haven't even started packing yet, and I'm leaving in two days. So until I get that offer letter in the mail I guess all I can do is focus on Thailand, focus on Thailand, focus on Thailand....

Ithaca is Gorges...