Saturday, November 10, 2007

Life and other pursuits

Well I've had a busy couple of weeks. I took the GRE, passed thankfully, and then started thinking about my life. Let me tell you, actually I'm sure you already know, life is a tough one to figure out. I started my adult life going to school for neuroscience/pre-med. I did that for awhile until I realized that I had my priorities in the wrong order and decided to pursue a career in saxophone performance. Contrary to what most people thought, apparently that is not what I was meant to do. Losing that dream thanks to my physical inability to play my saxophone for extended periods of time completely crushed me. In fact, that was over 5 years ago and I still cried at the drop of a hat about it this past spring. So I came back to the U of M and pursued a degree in psychology and got it and then went on to do everything but psychology until my mother told me I was getting old and wasting my life and now here I am. I had every intention to go to school for psychology and then realized that I wanted to pursue something different. I have not felt this alive since I lost the ability to play my saxophone. I'm so very excited to get going with everything I can hardly contain myself. So here I am, once again, embarking on a new adventure. I feel like I have physically relocated myself, but I haven't. I'm still in the same place, it's just like a veil has lifted. That's a really good feeling.

Enough about me...let's talk about people who have actually physically relocated. For those of you who know what I do, you may think I'm talking about work, but I'm not! Our long-time neighbors down-sized to a condo, and we've recently gotten new ones. I don't know much about them, but I've seen them out and about. They are a younger couple with 4 kids. To keep confusion to a minimum, let's call the parents Wayne and Margo Entibidore, and the children Sharon, Salvadore, Martin, and Gwen. I'm not sure about the boy to girl ratio, but let's run with this. According to my mother, the Entibidore family just moved from Lino Lakes. Their children, however, have always gone to school in Roseville, and two years ago the family also lived in Roseville. That begs the question: why the move? Clearly Wayne and Margo liked the Roseville school district or the kids would have been moved to the Lino Lakes school district as well. So what happened? Why the move to Lino Lakes? I can do nothing but speculate, but let me tell you what I think. I have a few working theories. First, maybe one or more members of the Entibidore family witnessed a horrific crime and were relocated to avoid attacks. I imagine they did not change schools so as not to upset the children even more than they were. They were all likely accompanied by a plain-clothed (but armed) bodyguard during their school day, which I'm sure was somewhat traumatic yet cool. The case has probably been closed and the Entibidore's security guaranteed so they were able to move back to Roseville. Second, perhaps the Entibidores were run out of their neighborhood by the other residents. It could be that they were so disrespectful, or maybe their integrity was under suspicion, that it was a force-out. They couldn't move to Shoreview or Lauderdale, or anywhere within a ten mile radius as word travels. So they went to Lino Lakes. Now maybe the rest of the neighborhood is gone or they had them killed off and it's safe for them to move back. Only time will tell how they rate as neighbors. And finally, the most boring and therefore the most likely, perhaps they found a house they just couldn't pass up in Lino Lakes. Maybe it was their first home purchase, very exciting. They finally realized what a commute it was for work and school, so practicality brought them back to Roseville. All of these theories deserve further investigation.

1 comment:

emilicious said...

So, if not psychology, what is it you're going for?

I'm excited to hear about the new neighbors more. I think the 2nd idea is most plausible. If they bought a house in Lino Lakes, do you really think they'd be able to sell it in this market? I'd watch my back if I were you - don't want it getting out if they rub you the wrong way. They might take you out. And I'm not talking about dinner and a movie here...