Greetings from Ohio!
In case you hadn’t heard, I moved to the Cincinnati ‘burbs about two weeks ago to start a new youth ministry gig. I’m buying my own groceries and setting up new online accounts to pay bills and looking on Craigslist for furniture and all that good adult-y stuff. I haven’t had a lot of time to think about much else besides work and said adult-y stuff lately, but I think I’m starting to get into a groove with my schedule that’ll hopefully allow me time for reflecting and writing.
So what have I been learning these past two weeks? Lots. Here’s a taste.
- A six-mile kayaking trip might be more exhausting than a six-mile hike up a mountain.
- Catholic parishes in the suburbs are everything I thought they would be: new, big, and wealthy. Quite a different reality from what I’m used to back home.
- Incense at mass is my favorite thing. So are sung antiphons, and chants, and the occasional Latin song, and old hymns. Smells and bells, baby.
- Graeter’s is the place to get ice cream in Cincinnati. So good.
- Gratitude is getting rear-ended but sustaining no major damage to your car. Praise the Lord.
- Moving drains your bank account really quickly, especially if you add a new used car on top of it. Goodbye, money.
- Cincinnati is unbearably muggy. I’m in for a long summer.
- Buying a week of groceries for less than $50 is worth celebrating. Does that make me sound like a boring adult?
- Cats are sneaky and tricky and dumb but I kind of like them anyway.