Resolutions Update: Museum Edition

Hihi,

I still owe you guys a 2012 round-up--fear not, I have not at all forgotten.

However, before I embark on that somewhat massive enterprise, I thought I'd share an update on one of my not-even-three-weeks-old resolutions.

I'm almost done with the interview phase of applying for internship, which is followed by the ranking phase.  During the ranking phase, I punch the list of sites at which I've interviewed into some form on the internet according to my preference (my "ranks").  All the sites that interviewed me will punch the list of applicants they interviewed into a similar form according to their preferences.  All of this information--all of the wishes and hopes of hundreds of sites and thousands of applicants--gets squished into and processed through some computerized algorithm and after two horrific weeks of waiting, most of those people and sites will have been matched, in a contractually-bound fashion.

This basically means that on February 22nd I might get an email that announces where I'm mandated to go for the next year of my life... hopefully.  I say "hopefully," because in spite of how unpleasant I'm finding the utter lack of power I ultimately have over this process, I'd rather that than having to do this shit all over again.

Anyway.  This perhaps explains why I had to devote an entire New Year's resolution (#4) to the challenge of accepting and embracing this process.  I don't take well to having so little say in my own future, especially when it means I might have to move, get a car, and make any number of other changes to my life.  I like my life, and the prospect of such change is therefore terrifying.

I must remember this.

In an effort to comply with my own aspirations for this (still pretty) new year, I've come up with a scheme.

Rationale for Scheme: Part of the reason I'm feeling really sad and anxious about these possible changes is that I might have to leave my current city, and I hate that.  I deeply, desperately love my city, but much to my chagrin and frustration, the last year and a half has afforded precious little time for enjoying and exploring it.  To be fair, I also deeply and desperately love the city to which I might have to move, so it's not as if I've set myself up to move somewhere I don't at all like.  But still, I fear that once I move from this city, I might not move back.  I'm just not done living here, so it really hurts my heart to think about leaving before I'm ready, against my will no less.

One of the many things I love about my city is that it's drowning in museums.  One of my very favorites is within walking distance of my apartment.  There are so many of them!!  It's amazing, but also one of the things that I'm really, really going to miss if and when I have to go.

Enter my scheme!

For the foreseeable future, I plan to visit a museum a week.

Somewhat ambitious, I know.  But you know what?  I'm going to be really, really sad that I devoted so little time to enjoying this beautiful, awe-inspiring, vibrant city if I have to pack up and leave in six months.  If I get matched here and (dare to dream) have two months of summer and don't have to move or anything, then yahtzee!  I went to a fuckton of museums and it was awesome and I don't even have to pack things.

Yahtzee: Museum Visits as Coping with Uncertainty Edition

Although a lot of my difficult feelings around this process can be resolved through means that don't require subway rides and admissions ticket purchases (resolution #1 comes to mind), I think this could be an important element of making peace with however the internship process concludes.  If all else fails, at least I'll get to see some art, historical houses, and maybe some pretty plants.

And now, as many things are demanding my attention today, I should be off.

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