The Greenwood Story;

[Sevanna Greenwood]

“A new town is a new beginning.” Mom said that to me right before I left Colorado for Ohio.

Well it sure is different here from Colorado. And it definitely doesn’t compare to Ohio. Vermont, you’re just unique.

Everything is unpacked. Cheese and Hammy are all settled. They’ve already claimed their new napping spots on the island counter that separates the living room from the kitchen. I constantly have to wipe their white hairs onto the floor when I eat breakfast or dinner.

As for me, I’m not as comfortable as I’d like to be. But that may be because my things are scattered around the apartment in no specific order. It annoys me so much. But I gave out my first test yesterday and I’m stuck grading a pile of papers. So for the time being everything will have to stay a mess.

I’m praying that I will be able to stay here in Vermont for a long time. I hate all of the moving around. I have lived in two-now three-states so far, but I’ve lived in eleven cities.

When will I be able to settle?