this is me, 7 weeks later

i know i have been neglecting this blog and while i missed blogging here is why nothing happened on here for the past 6? 7? weeks.

going back to grads school is quite a change. i thought it would be easier, to be honest. i knew it was going to be work but at the same time i had a “been there, done that” attitude about it because, hey, i HAVE  been there, i already GOT a masters degree.

boy was i wrong. what i wasn’t aware of is how much school differs from work life. at my workplace there were always interruptions, rarely did you have 30 minutes of uninterrupted focussed work.

well in grad school there is no one calling you constantly or interrupting otherwise. you sit in class for 2.5 hours and your attention is there 100% of the time. you come prepared to class and are ready to prove you are prepared. you are being asked your opinion and you sure don’t want to be the person who has to pass on a question. make that i not you.

so, i want to be prepared. hence i read. a lot. as in A LOT. yes, i knew grad school is reading  but jeez let me tell you the longer you’ve been out of school the more difficult it is to actually read so much academic literature. and since most classes start out with theory i read THEORETICAL papers. i never was a fan of that. if i may quote myself here “i rather deal with livig people than with dead ones” (franzi 2003).

so school is one thing that kept my brain occupied. the other thing is culture shock. i had one of the worst ones this time around and in a way i am still coming to terms with that. not only did i move to another continent, i also moved in with my special someone. that alone would have been enough for a culture shock since i lived by myself for most of my adult life. don’t get me wrong, i love it!!! but it’s definitely an adjustment and food for thought. would i trade it for my life before? heck no. the warm fuzzy feeling i get when i wake up next to him is wonderful (cut me some slack, will ya?! i am in love!).

the other thing i have been dealing with is time management. i’ve been reading for school and enjoying the newfound closeness in my relationship, i’m commuting to campus and to my assistantship. bottomline: i have found no brainpower to socialize. when i was ready to call people no one picked up the phone and that threw me in a loop of “no one cares about me” and that started a whole other set of frustrations…this has gotten better but i’m still working on having a normal life.

what i’m trying to say is that i gave up my live in germany, my hobbies, friends, family. and it has been a rough 7 weeks coming to terms with what that really means. i have a new life that i explore anew every day. i expand my horizon (albeit so far it tends to be a shoppig horizon). i am exploring a to me unknown neighborhood in dc and yes, that includes knowing where the stores are. ;-)

this isn’t a pitty post. i wanted this and i still want it! but it is harder than i thought it would be and i am discovering new aspects within me that are shocking and surprising and oh so much more.

bear with me folks. i will get back to blogging regularly and i will have stories to tell. for now i am still overwhelmed.

franzi

happy 10 year anniversary!

today is special to me because today ten years ago i left for one of the biggest adventures of my life – i started my au pair year. this year has helped me to find out who i am and what i want from life. i met wonderful people, experienced many ups and downs and eventually grew to be a stronger person.

to honor the occasion i got out my diary that i was writing back then. i’m not a regular diary writer but back then i thought that it would be nice to read later on what happened during those 12 months. little did i know that this diary would also capture my fears and worries after 9/11 and it’s also a testimonial of how america changed in the months following the attacks.

my first six months were a roller coaster ride and reading my diary now just confirms that. there’s been a lot of crying and frustration and miscommunication that resulted in even more problems. but eventually i switched host families and that’s when my life got much much better…it is also when i quit the diary. how fitting.

during this year i have met many wonderful people who have influenced me greatly, supported me, laughed and cried with me. some of them are still in my life, even ten years later – and for that i am very very grateful. hello ya’ll, you know who you are! <3 <3 <3

during this year, there were many new things i have tried and places i have seen and my diary is full of that also. a passage that made me chuckle yesterday was how i apparently discovered bagels and coffee to go. my host parents sent me to get coffee and bagels for breakfast and because their coffee order made no sense for me i just ended up reading the list they gave me to the barista. yeah, my first host family was big on writing out what i was supposed to do instead of actually communicating with me and telling me. anyways, i was also supposed to buy bagels and in my diary i wrote: “i guess tomorrow i’ll give these things [bagels] a try. they look yummy” — that is cracking me up! i have a bagel anniversary also!!!

thank you all for being with me along the way!

franzi

part 5: merry american christmas

i’m aware that christmas is being celebrated differently in every family. so this is post can only be a small insight into what i experienced during christmas time in america.

in germany, we start christmas preparations on the first advent sunday. that’s usually when all the christmas markets start. friends, colleagues, families come together to drink gluhwein, eat (yeah, christmas is about eating), and spend a merry time.

in my family, we use this time to bake cookies and set up some light christmas decoration. but we don’t put up the tree until the 23rd. and with regards to the presents, we try to keep it simple. one or two per person is enough. but granted, my niece gets more than that.

my experience in america is that people decorate their houses like crazy. lights inside, and on the outside. most families try to outshine the neighbors. and if you live in a neighborhood that is sort of boringly decorated, people drive to so called “gardens of light”. there, they sit in their car, going less than a mile an hour and goggle at some christmas decoration that was professionally set up. they even pay for this. why? i don’t know. i also don’t understand the concept of driving through this thing because you would clearly be much faster walking. and it would be healthier for everyone involved as well.

whatever. americans get their tree early in december, and almost immediately it is set up in the living room next to the fireplace. there’s always a fireplace. even in houses in florida that are in a way too warm climate to need a fireplace you will find one. it’s part of the charme.

apart from the whole santa coming down the chimney, and putting out some cookies and milk for santa to have, presents are being giving on the morning of the 25th. that usually results in christmas pictures of not yet presentable looking people in pjs unwrapping presents. lots of them. i have never seen this many christmas present in my life. in my first host family, the children got 30 individual presents. and i know that this is a rather small number. there’s families that hit the 60+ present mark. unbelievable.

in the aftermath, all the wrapping paper is not being recycled but thrown into the regular trash. we had three enormous trash bags that we were putting out on the trash. add to that all the cardboard boxes…

and all of this for one day only! here in germany, we celebrate christmas for three days. so the whole hassle is worth it. i was disappointed when in america, i found that life was back to normal on the 26th.

happy holidays everyone!

franzi

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