During our last day of driving from Scranton, PA to Wenham, MA Scott turned to me and said,
"So how are you feeling about today?" I thought for a second and responded,
"All day I have felt like someone told me that I was going to meet the person that I was going to marry today." Or atleast date for long term. I looked back and said,
"How do you feel?"
"Like I am taking you home to meet my parents. I've been there before, but I'm just nervous about you liking it." Seems like we were on the same page. Seems like a lot hinged on me liking our new home.
So do I like it? I don't know yet. Part of me doesn't even want to explore it too much, because what if I don't? I think that mostly I will choose to like it, and ignore things I know I won't like. One of those things will be winter. I am going to choose not to think about that until the snow is falling on my head.
We arrived yesterday afternoon and accidentally parked right in front of the dorm that we will be lving for the next two months. Scott's job will be running a camp for high schoolers that runs off the campus of Gordon College. Gordon gave us on campus housing for the summer. We debated about accepting it, then decided to take it because free housing sounds pretty good right now. Scott's supervisor led us around the dorm to show us our floor (three bedrooms and a bathroom), the kitchen, and the laundry room which are both right below us. Doable, especially only for two months. She showed us the office where Scott will be working and the kitchen where I will be cooking (I accepted a job cooking for the camp staff).
Later that afternoon we met another couple who is living on campus with a daughter only a few months older than Emma. The wife, Tara, invited us over for dinner. That night we had spaghetti and meatballs and made new friends. This morning Tara took me around campus showing me trails that are connected to campus as well as two ponds that are also on campus. We ran into two other mothers of young children on campus, and one (turns out) that I have actually met before. The afternoon was spent planning and talking about my job and Scott's job.
Dinner was Thai food on the beach. We finally made it to the beach. And it's gorgeous. Deep navy blue water, sand, boats, sea salt air in my hair and red curry. What more could a girl ask for? Not much. Jen drove us around after dinner, showing us access points to beaches; the neighborhood was adorable. Old houses, lush trees, and tons of people out running. I loved it.
I think I'm gonna be okay.