and isn't life a splendid thing?

Tomorrow? Can this be?

It feels strange that today was my last day of work. 6 weeks was crazy short and I'll miss my job. Especially the paycheck part of my job. But also the great people I work with, and especially listening to Harry Potter. It makes the time fly by.

A year ago at this time, the whole moving up to Rexburg thing was a huge deal. My family came up to see me off, tears were shed, and a new life was embraced with the thought that Idaho would be my (semi) permanent home for the next 4 years at least. Now, just a short year later, the fanfare is quieted, the moving thing is way not a big deal, it'll just be me and Cami in a little car with a little duffel bag. I'm going up for one more short semester, 4 months, not 4 years and then will embark on a new life back in the place I've called home for 20 years now.

How can it be that the plans I meticulously made are suddenly in disarray? How can it be that the life I carefully sculpted in my mind has become something that I never thought it would be?

Oh life is a funny thing. A funny, funny thing.