Atlanta Firsts

Atlanta has brought so many firsts for us. This was the first time we moved together, the first time our moms met, and last night we enjoyed our first concert together. For me, this was my first concert since the early nineties when I went to a Kris Kross concert complete with my Karl Kani outfit with the backwards jeans. Oh the memories. But last night we enjoyed a performer that my wife adores and who I have grown to love as well. Her name is Beyonce. She gave the crowd a show for their money and at certain points in the show I'm sure everyone in the room felt as though she was performing just for them. So our first concert together in our new city, but certainly not our last.

Adjusting

It has been some time since my last post and a lot has changed. We now live in Atlanta, GA in an apartment that we love with an amazing view of the city. I am now wrapping up week two at my new job. It fits me so well. I realize now that I enjoy working with college students. They don't have to ask me if they can go to the bathroom and for the most part, they understand directions. It has been an adjustment coming to this city. It has been hot everyday since we got here. I walk to and from the train during the week and by the time I get to where I'm going I am sweating perfusely. It's kind of disgusting, but since everyone else is sweating too it doesn't make a difference. Another adjustment has been encountering people who don't understand common courtesy like saying "please" and "thank you." How we handle that is we are still pleasant and we force them to be pleasant (sometimes). Overall the move has been a good one and we are looking forward to more exploration of the city and state.

New Beginnings

So I decided that I wouldn't sacrifice and I would go into the interview being the only Symone that I knew how to be. And you know what, it worked! I was my smiling, honest, articulate self and they loved me. I was able to talk about my wife when it was appropriate and I didn't feel like anyone was judging me. It was a great experience and I can't wait to get the call that says "you're hired" because I know it is coming.

Beyond going to Atlanta to get my job we also found a great apartment in the city. It has an open concept (very loft-like) and we love it. We move in at the end of this month. Both of our mothers will come to Ames and we will all drive down together. Family ROAD TRIP! We are all very excited and we are a little nervous. This will be the first time our mothers are meeting (we have been married for 16 months). They have talked on the phone once, but this is a face-to-face meeting under somewhat stressful circumstances. I know it will be great, even if there are bumps because "we are family." Let the NEW Beginnings begin!

Do I Sacrifice

So it's time for me to start interviewing for new jobs an I wondering if I have to sacrifice who I am to get a job. What I mean is this: so we're moving to Georgia (the South) and I identify as a lesbian, I call my wife my wife, but I'm being told by professionals that I need to water down that part of me. "Sexual identity should not come up in an interview, " "maybe you should consider using the term partner." I have never used partner to refer to her before. And how can sexual identity not come up? If they ask "well, what's bringing you to Atlanta?" The answer is my wife has a position in Atlanta and we're moving there because of it. Do I change wife to partner and try not to use feminine pronouns to describe her? And if I do it then how do I ever regain my identity if or once I get into the position? AGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!! This is so frustrating. When other people are just worrying about what interview questions they are going to get and how to answer them I have to add another component and wonder if I will be accepted. AGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I do not want to start sacrificing my identity.  I'm thinking what better way to combat the heterosexism than head on. But then if I don't get the job, will I constantly wonder if it's because I am a lesbian. Then I think well I wouldn't have felt comfortable anyway. But what about those gay/lesbian students that I may have worked with if I had the job. I could be a positive model for them. I can't be a model if I'm not there. If I only stick to working in LGBT or Multicultural offices then I won't get out and work with those students in other arenas. AGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! 

I Matter

Who I am matters. I had a father come into my office today. He was dropping off his daughters application for one of the summer programs I coordinate. I stepped out of the office for a second to grab something and while I was gone he scoped out my bookshelf. I love that he did that because the conversation that spun from that was amazing. Now let me just tell you the kind of books I have on my shelf; Critical Race Theory, Race Matters, Pedagogy of the Oppressed, The Mis-Education of the Negro, etc. not light reading by any means. He was impressed by those titles because he owns them as well and we were able to have an open dialogue about race and education and what I plan to do in the future. He was comfortable asking me about my ethnic/racial background and I was more than comfortable sharing. He thought my lineage came from the Caribbean Islands. He told me I had a warm presence (He initially thought it was because I was from the islands, but when I told him that as far as I know my parents, grandparents, and great-grandparents were born in the U.S. he said "must be a Black thing" and we laughed together). After a very warm, genuine, and enlightening conversation he left my office and told me to keep doing what I'm doing. I told him that I would and I intend to make good on that promise.

E=MC^2

I am having a hard time this week. I just have some weird energy that I need to displace. I believe very much in energy. I can read other people's energy and I can also tell when my energy is a bit off. I think I'm just anxious about the future. I don't really know what I'll be doing this fall as far as work goes and with all this talk about the economy and unemployment I can't help but to think about what life would be like if I were in that 8%. I have a family to take care of. 

Recently I realized as the "head of the household" (if we need to name it) I tend to take on a lot of responsibility and obligations. Most times they are responsibilities and obligations that I've created for myself, nonetheless they still evoke stress. Sometimes I wonder if we have made the best decision for us with the upcoming move. Should I really be leaving a job without another one lined up, should we pack up and move 900+ miles away not really knowing what's going to happen? I think about these things for a while and then I remember that we're young, in love, and we want to explore. This is a great time to do it. We don't have any kids yet, we're not really into our career yet (I wonder if I'll ever be and that's ok with me), it just makes sense. I think people are probably wondering why I decided to leave with Danielle since her internship is only a year, but I couldn't imagine it any other way. I don't want to live apart and I think it's time for us to get out of Ames and spread our wings.

I'm going to keep exploring this energy and see what happens.

Subconscious

Just posted a blog and when I looked at my blog site I wondered, "what is up with the red, white, and blue on black background?" 

The subconscious mind is very interesting.