A lot can happen in a month, up to the amount that once it has all ended, you kind of wonder if all of this wasn’t actually a dream. This has basically been me during (almost) all of May, and, to be honest, right now I’m still trying to fully grasp everything. The huge cold I have for over a week now is proof.
May was the month that I had to move out of my apartment, due to the fact that it will finally be renovated (long live living antikraak). Unfortunately, I wasn’t an official tenant, meaning that I had to look for a temporary solution. So renting a storage box and moving back in with my parents it was. All of this to reduce the stress of finding a nice apartment in less than a month. So now I’m planning to find a new home somewhere around the end of Summer.
As we all might know, moving can be stressful. However, I didn’t anticipate the extra stress of renting a box. Because: which books would have to go into storage, and which would go back home with me? I can assure you that it was a tough decision, because once I took (almost) all of my unread books off the shelves, I realized that quite a large part of my personal library is in fact, unread. Luckily my wonderful boyfriend helped me make some very tough decisions. After some deliberation and Ben and Jerry’s ice cream, three boxes filled with books were to go inside the box and three other boxes were lucky enough to move back home with me. I was thrilled, of course. However, I don’t know if my parents really are, because I have a shitload of stuff.
During all this chaos I also decided that I am going back to school in September, two years after I’ve officially graduated. Because, after long and hard deliberation I’ve decided that I want to become a teacher. Dutch it will be.
It felt a bit strange to actually enroll instead of always thinking that maybe I would like to teach, somewhere, someday. If I’m being totally honest, I don’t know if I like teaching, but I do know that I don’t hate the idea of becoming a teacher anymore. I kind of like the idea of me teaching youngsters (ha) about Dutch language and culture. Besides this I also absolutely dread the idea of teaching them, because, well, they’re teenagers. So yes, in September I’m back to becoming a part-time student again, I even have a student number!
So, although moving out, moving back in with my parents and deciding to go back to school in September might not seem like that much, to me it actually does feel like it is. So yeah, sorry mom and dad, I promise to find a new place soon. On the bright side: a big hurray for education!
Maritza Dubravac was our first columnist, writing about her bookstore life. Besides organizing the YA book club with us, she’s a mean cook and bakes the free tasties for those evenings. She also writes for Books & Bubbles, Hebban.nl about books and sometimes dabbles in food writing atNadelunch.com.