Back to the Grind...Home Edition

Coming home, there was nothing that I was more excited for than getting back to those things that I found daunting in the past...those mundane activities that I nearly hated before. I missed my old routine life, and coming home, I was ready to jump back in!

First thing first...driving! No joke, I hadn't driven in 4 months, but I was ready and willing to get back behind the wheel and drive! And I know, not driving for so long, some people had doubts of whether I should even drive, but I gotta say, it was as if I was driving this entire time. Seriously, I hoped into my baby of a Ford Focus (don't judge), backed out of the drive way without hitting anything, and then I realized, I was fine. I was actually volunteering myself to run errands for the family. "We are out of milk? I'll go!" "She needs to be picked up? Where are the keys?"

The next thing...bring on West! I was sooooo excited to go back and visit my old high school. I know a lot of people are all "Wow, that's kinda lame...Seriously, you wanna go back?"...and yes, I did! I am sorry that I had an amazing high school experience, and deeply feel sorry for you if you did not. I was ready to see my old teachers, and wander the halls towering over the students, giving them that "I can leave whenever I want" look. It was great!

I first went back for this "Previous students come back and give the seniors a taste of what to expect" day. I actually woke up at 6:30, showered, and got to school by 7:30am to talk to the different classes. I was proud, but some were confused..."That's tomorrow" I was told...Are you kidding me!?!? Oy...only me, I swear... But, I did take advantage of that, and actually stayed up, drove around, and woke up with some highly coveted Starbucks.

The next day...the actual day, I went back (arriving late...you know, I am a Schober...) and was greeted (as always) with numerous, yet generally similar, questions about my experience. I think that if I just wore a t-shirt with "January 12, Lugano (Italian Speaking), Italy, Romania, Switzerland, mid-May" on it, most of the "When do you leave?", "Where is it again? What do they actually speak there?", " Where did you all get to visit?", "When do you come back in the Spring?" questions. (If you were one of these people, no hard feelings! It comes with the territory...I actually quite enjoy the attention!)

Then, it was off to the classrooms to impart wisdom upon the senior class. Each group sat in front of an english class and was asked a series of questions about his or her college. It was very interesting to see what these people worried about with their selection process, only to realize that was me only a year ago, in much the same situation. Eh, it's all relative I guess...

The day was capped off with some teacher visits, including talking with Voss for nearly an hour. It was so nice to see all of the old teachers! So much so that I actually came back! This time, with Liz and Sarah Walsh! Oh, the good times...

Now, any college student (or even former for that matter) knows that whenever the chance at earning money is thrust upon you, you have to take it. So, while back at home, I jumped at the opportunity to go back to my good ol' job of claning my dad's office...Now, I know that it isn't the most glamorous job, and that whenever it is part of my routine I always try to pass it off onto someone else, but let's face it, I needed it! And also, I actually kinda missed it...

Being back at home was such a great realizationof my current position. It was a taste of what life was like for me, full of routine and great memories, but I guess to advance any I have to look forward to the future. I have had a pretty life back in New Berlin, but hopes of an even better one lie in the distance...