Okay, I have a HUGELY busy weekend ahead, but I wanted to go down a short checklist of things, in no particular order, just so no one would think I’ve been carted off by a band of particularly snarky Gypsies…
Not that there’s anything wrong with that…
1) I am sure some of you will be pleased to note that I have not added a man (or any semblance thereof) to my radar. No dates, no meetings, no phone calls… nada. I am, as a matter of fact, spending a great deal of time mapping out my scholastic future (God save me. I’m pretty sure my brain is liquefying. Which, surprisingly enough, is NOT a pleasant sensation.) and spending time with Connor. I’m not even turning to retail therapy, wonder of wonders! (Pretty sure that might put Abercrombie and Fitch in a state of panic. Don’t buy shares.) I am also using the time to…
2) Grieve. I mentioned this before, so I won’t spend a lot of time on it now, but suffice it to say that I’m now able to think of things that I couldn’t handle before, and it’s helping me to make some peace. Not like Gandhi peace (what am I, perfect?), but something more than I’ve had up till now. I talk to Jonathan some again, and, if I forgot to mention it before, have had several recent hummingbird visits, which some of you will remember the significance of. It’s a good thing, sometimes, to just feel my feelings. I’m learning.
3) School is going relatively well. I’m acing my Psychology class (97% on my first major exam, people! I deserve a damned cookie…), have one class that you’d pretty much have to be a Dingo to get less than a B in, and one class that is going to be a lot harder… Religion in America. It’s a history-ish class on religion’s influence on American culture, and it’s NOT a free ride class by any stretch of the imagination. They grade HARD and the reading load is gargantuan. Oy. So far I’ve done the best paper in class on a quiz, a good grade on another quiz, and annoyed the hell out of my teacher with my, um… fond, yeah, we’ll say fond… view of religion in general, but I have hopes that I’ll get at least a B in there, if not an A. But who knows? I think I have decided on which major/minor I’m going for, by the way. Psychology major (yeah, you’re all shocked, aren’t you? Phhhttt.) with a Communication minor. Probably going to take some Criminology electives, too. Can go in all kinds of directions with THAT mix. Wheeee!
4) I finally have a back yard that consists of something other than dirt and rock! The irrigation guys, believe it or not, have finished the irrigation (only 5 months behind schedule… ummm… for fuck’s sake) and got the sod all down. Yay! I can’t walk on it for like another two weeks, lol, but hey! Grass! GREEN grass! I’m very excited. I may have to go roll around on it naked. (…) WHAT?!?!?!
5) Connor has his first Taekwondo tournament this weekend. Very nervy event. Plus it’s early and I have to drive three hours to get there, which means getting up at oh-dark-thirty on Saturday morning and trying to pretend I’m human at that hour, as opposed to just shooting people, which is what I’ll want to do. God, stupid societal conventions…
6) I am mastering restraint. Seriously. I almost posted ‘An open letter to an ex-boyfriend’ (anyone remember the series of open letters to an employer that I wrote a couple of years ago? Those were good, if I do say so myself. And I will.), but did, in fact, NOT post it. Not likely to ever post it. Can’t say I haven’t been burned by THAT particular hot oven before (the one that is labeled ‘airing out private anger in public. Yeah, THAT one…), so even though it took a few times of not just touching the hot stove, but pretty much MATING with it, I’m getting the hang of this self-control thing. Isn’t that lovely? Next I may even learn not to make faces at my mother when she turns her head. (…) Again… WHAT?!?!?!
Okay, I guess I’m off to bed. I have a long day tomorrow, and Saturday, and Sunday, and then a BIG test in Religion on Monday…
Wow, I almost feel fulfilled. Someone pinch me.
And DIE…
*pinches*
You go to school and I finally finish.
Nineteen consecutive years.
Man. I’m tired.
Posted by: Laura | September 27, 2008 at 11:35 PM
I bet you are, Laura. But I’ll be tired for the next four years, so…
*falls over*
Posted by: Nola | September 27, 2008 at 11:36 PM
Thinking of you! *smooches*
Posted by: mommacita | September 27, 2008 at 11:40 PM
Congrats on the restraint and the grades. I’m still working on gathering up paperwork to go back to school…14 years later.
Posted by: Annegirrl | September 27, 2008 at 11:41 PM
Wow, you've moved. I swear I just looked at your website this morning where it used to be and there it was, and then tonight I look and I thought I was in the wrong spot because that wasn't your site.
School sucks, so all the power to you. I get sick of two classes a semester. Someday turn on your Yahoo and buzz me.
Good luck with the new site... moving a site is a bitch.
Posted by: disgruntledhuman | September 28, 2008 at 06:16 PM
Dave! *hugs ya* Good to see you :). Yes, school is hard, but I figure it'll end up being worth it. (...) Right? RIGHT?!?! And yes, switching BLOWS. Blargh.
Back atcha, mommacita :P
Thanks, Anne. And I see your 14 and raise you 6. NOW you're in my ballpark. BITE ME. *laughs*
Posted by: Nola | September 30, 2008 at 02:46 PM