Raise your glass or lower your standards

I'm starting to look forward to work this summer. My boss has been emailing me staffing ideas and getting me to look over final reports for ideas in the spring. I'll be heading to Halifax in my first or second week for a meeting, like a boss. It's going to be a good summer, regardless of where I am going to be in the fall.

Which is something I am not looking forward to but also not dreading. I feel like I am in limbo on that one. It's hard to get excited when I don't know if I've been accepted or rejected. Especially when accepted means Hamilton, ON or Halifax, NS, and rejected can mean anything (likely Halifax, NS as well though). Rejected also means finding a job. Ugh. Although accepted means getting a student loan. Oh the possibilities.

But yes, back to the summer. It is really shaping up to be a good one. Morgan, the love of my life, will be back on this beautiful red soil. I will be working downtown once more, but as a boss-lady this time. Two words: Island beaches. I'll have my graduation in there, and that probably doesn't seem that exciting, but after four years I am so looking forward to every second that accompanies walking across that stage. My champagne birthday (or champion, as my mom calls it) is in June. Fishbones will be open, as well as the rest of Vic Row. There is just so much to look forward to. This is bringing a smile to my face.