hmmmm.

well.
i always feel proud when:
1. i look like i might have a clue in DC.
2. i get asked for directions and...
3. i am ABLE to give said directions.

this week i got asked twice in a very short time frame for directions. one was for galludet. galludet is the university for deaf folks hear in town. it is kind of close to howard university. kind of. someone was driving on the hill and asked for directions. named a street...then the university...i was able to say with the certainty of a local that he needed to be in one of the other quadrants...the NE one. i was so proud. hey, i need to be proud of something!

i am going home to minnesota for a week. in that week i will be cramming: a three day clergy retreat, time with some of my good friends and their 2 year old daughter, more good friends, relatives, and my cute little church, with social work practicum interviews added in for good measure. may as well make the plane fare worth it!

i have felt a little stymied by how to dress for the interviews. i am now going into reverse cultural transitions...of some sort. i fought so hard the need to wear heels, black, skirts, business suits....blah, blah, blah. finally, i gave in. i have done a fair bit of shopping...though minus shirts, since the shirt is always picked out for me. the beauty of being a member of the clergy is that at least the shirt is picked out.

so now, i am headed back to the midwest. when i dress up now, i have it beat into my brain that i wear: heels, black pencil skirt, black jacket, black clergy shirt. i know. that is what i wear on sundays. sigh. immediately i thought, "do i wear that to my practicum interview?" this dual vocation thing just got complicated in a weird way.

today i went and got a new blouse. my mom said not to wear the clergy shirt. i honestly was totally baffled by the whole thing. thank goodness for a mom to put my head on right.
then...i had the feeling...will i over dress for minnesota now?

i just can't win. i feel neither here nor there at the moment. ugh.
i didn't think i would ever adjust to DC...now, maybe i have started to. is that scary?