A day in the life of a Texan is nothing ordinary. Well, let me rephrase that: a day in the life of an American is nothing ordinary. I suppose the same could be said for any human being, in any country, but there are times when I feel like my normal, every day experiences are interesting and different. And if they are neither of these things, they at least make me happy. 🙂
Today I decided to tag along with my mom for the afternoon. We first made our way up to her school to decorate her classroom. This was a bittersweet experience for me, considering I would’ve been doing the same thing just a week ago. While I thrive on the new lifestyle I experience in Dublin, it isn’t easy seeing my friends and family heading back into the classroom without me. There was something special about making my workspace unique and fun, opening the windows, setting the desks just right, and greeting the new and nervous students into my room. Since I am no longer teaching, I jumped on the opportunity to help my mom decorate her classroom. We were there for two and a half hours and I was in the zone! I very much enjoyed the opportunity to staple butcher paper to cork boards, calendars to walls, and decals everywhere else.
To repay my kind decorating deeds, my mom accompanied me to the mall to do a little shopping. Churches and castles are impressive in Europe. Malls are impressive in America. I couldn’t help but smile as we approached the glass doors leading into Nordstrom. I soaked in the air conditioning, floral fragrances, designer jeans and purses, makeup, jewelry, etc. I was like a bright-eyed kid in a candy store, and if I hadn’t had a shred of self control, I would’ve run amok buying everything I could get my hands on. I’d like to take this moment to reflect and sigh.
The thing that really made me laugh happened toward the end of my day. I’m desperately trying to fill every prescription and see every doctor that I can while I’m here, because I’m conveniently still insured through my school district. So, I called in a prescription to my local pharmacy and left to pick it up later in the evening. A young female pharmacist with the thickest Texas drawl stepped up to the counter to help me. I hadn’t heard a Texas accent quite this thick since my arrival. We chatted as I paid, and I learned that she had lived abroad in Manchester for awhile! Thus became the most informative prescription pick-up EVER. She told me how to go about getting the medications I need in Europe and exactly what I needed to find. What are the chances that I would stumble across a young woman like myself with all of the answers?!
And now here I am, enjoying a glass of wine with my mom, watching old movies, and reflecting on my day. What may seem so ordinary to anyone else turned out to be an interesting and fulfilling day. I’ve realized that I don’t have my teaching space anymore, but I’m excited to write and be more abstract. I’ve realized that I really missed huge malls. I’ve realized that just around the corner may be someone who’s done the exact same thing I’m doing, and can provide some of the answers I’m looking for…even if it’s in a thick Texas drawl. Most importantly, I’ve realized that whether I’m in Dallas or Dublin, there is something different and interesting that I just need to keep my eyes open to see, because the world is an ever changing canvas.