1 case of cancer, 1 heart attack. Weird when life sort of smacks you in the face…
Getting older means realizing that you and your loved ones really AREN’T invincible.
I don’t pray, but if anyone does…please keep my grandma and uncle in your thoughts.
1. Laying in bed with a cuddly weiner dog
2. Taking said cuddly weiner dog on a walk early in the autumn fog
3. Going to the salon and getting hurrr done
4. Cleaning house while Kyle is gone
5. Warm broccoli soup
6. Shopping for fall home decor/fall clothes (even when credit card screams “NOOOO Katelyn NOOO!”)
7. Starbucks (nonfat) pumpkin spice latte
Kyle and I purchased Rupert’s first outfit today. White people love putting clothes on little dogs…
Isn’t he getting GINORMOUS?
PS–who’s watching the debate with me tonight? Anyone? Anyone? **crickets***
I love the feelings of comfort and normalcy that come with cohabitation.
Just when I feel ready to let go on life, he reels me back in. Always at the perfect time, always when I least expect it. Being in a committed monogamous relationship and withstanding the tests of time, money, stress, irritability, is a full time job. Actually…if we are to make the comparison, I’d go as far to call it a career.
Investment. Trust. Hope. Patience. A myriad of emotions and mental landmines follow me like a rain cloud daily. He is the one glimmer of stability I know I can count on. Scary to put so much faith in such a fragile, often intangible situation. Yet I do it every night, without question.
As if my sleeping habits are not already bad enough, now I have this stupid cold/flu. I hate being sick, absolutely hate it. As a creature of compulsive list-making, time-keeping, etc. etc….getting so run down that I cannot complete my tasks is enough to drive me insane. I hope I start feeling better by tomorrow morning for another week of school/work.
Rupert has become such a cute little peanut. I see another dachshund puppy in our future. They always say you can’t have just ONE. I can totally understand why. I am still getting this new computer all beefed up so as soon as I get it together I will upload some new pictures. I was planning on writing more, but I can’t even think straight.
Today I am not counting any points, eating lots of food and inhaling vitamin C.
Nothing feels as great as handing in a test you know you’ve failed. I am sick, I can’t keep my eyes open, and I need some sleep in my lifeeeeeee.
1) I would love for this randomly painful sore throat to go away.
2) NOW I remember why I don’t have friends or let new people get too close. Almost forgot how creepy people can be.
3) Tired, and ready to fail two exams. Not being dramatic here. Really. Failure is iminent. YESS
I just received an email from the director of Liberal Studies. He received my admission letter and formally accepted me into the program. While based on our meeting I knew I was already in, it was still really nice to have him commend my writing abilities and “formally accept” me. I have a make-up Anthropology exam tomorrow morning as well as my first statistics exam. After class, I work until 6:00 or so tonight. I am very tired but still feeling positive. I keep wondering when this optimism with wear off. Feeling content is so weird and I don’t think I want it to stop.
Yesterday was my first day back at the Vet after a 5 month hiatus. So much has changed there and I have no idea what I am doing. Everyone was so happy to have me back though and I am sure I will adapt to all of the policy changes quickly. Time to make some moneyyyyyyyyy baby. Much needed money. Next month my student-loans will be completely used up and my financial status will be back to it’s usual state of distress. I love not knowing how I will survive month to month. And credit card debt. OH HOW I LOVE CREDIT CARD DEBT!
But I also love living a rich and luxurious lifestyle…little brat.
Realizing just how much material I missed by switching to classes that had been in session for three weeks. I guess we will find out by the end of next week just how well I can handle playing this game of catch-up. Private school taught me how to cram last minute and as Tim Gunn would say, “make it work”. Hopefully my usual craftiness will prevail.
I also updated my “about me” section this morning, considering I am no longer a ridiculously unhappy nursing student. I still lack a life…but it seems to be getting better. I start work again tomorrow at the Vet which should be interesting to say the least. I accomplished little-to-nothing this weekend. Instead I spent too much money on electronics, ate ice cream about 6 times, and spent time with my fabulous neighbor friend. Time to hit the books, put the scrubs back on (but not gross white nursing scrubs…yay!!) and get this show on the road.
I have also been strongly considering cancelling my weight watchers account. It would save me 16 dollars a month and I feel like I spend too much time thinking about points and food and what not. I don’t know though…a little risky. I don’t want to fall into old habits, and my Weight Watchers Online keeps me accountable.
Blogs are so retarded. Do you SEE what I just spent 10 minutes writing about? NOTHING. A whole lot of NOTHING.
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