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Whirlwind will not stop.

That's all fine, really, but still, no stopping.

The last week of school was literally the most ridiculous, over-packed, confusing several days of my life in which my students were sad, I couldn't really tell them things to make them more excited about 6th grade, I got presents and was told I'd be shifting classrooms. At the end of it all on Friday, we had a nice lunch with all my favorite co-workers and KB, LM and I went to the Indigo Girls concert. The music was great, the crowd was interesting (you could pick out the seven men who got dragged there by girlfriends/wives) and it was a nice way to send LM off for the summer.

The next morning, at 5 am, CA and I left for St. Martin/St. Maarten (what kind of an identity would you have as an island if on half of it we spelled you one way and on half another? LAME) . I won't write about the week yet, not until there's pictures, but suffice it to say we ended up staying an extra day because the trip was just that amazing (and I messed up my moving, you can't move in to my new building on Sundays, SO I can't move until tomorrow anyway...). One of the strangest and most amazing things is how quickly you fall into life with a person. I understand we're looking to fall into life permanently together, but I cannot express the amount of time spent doing simple tasks that you'd not be comfortable doing with anyone else around.

The place was beautiful, the week was sweet, quiet and romantic and above all else, I think it helped the both of us unwind, stop worrying and think about the next months ahead. I cannot say enough about the beauty of the island or sensation of some of the cooler things that we did (sailing, horseback riding in the water...) or the best part being that we did them together. I looked over at him a few times while driving the winding roads (and believe me, they are both steep and winding) and felt like this was right.

Right now, I can't even find the will to be stressed about how moving is going to go tomorrow, how strange it's going to be for my ridiculous parents and I to be moving while CA is there today (just building a bookshelf thing...) and how strange it is going to be to live somewhere wit a reception desk. All well and good, of course, but, we'll see.

I don't think I completely adjusted, either, to the idea of not being in Wicker Park either. For the same reason that it is easy to fall into roles with someone else, I think it's human nature to seek out routine in the day-to-day. It will, undoubtedly, be strange to adjust to somewhere new...