Chaos

I'm sure you are wondering when this blog stopped being an assignment and became a journal. You probably wish I would go back to talking about fun stuff, but I'm just not feeling it.

The school year is coming to an end for me as both a teacher and a student. To say that I'm overwhelmed would be an understatement. I'm so confused about what is next that I can't seem to do anything right and I can't make myself care.

Sarah and hannah moved out today. I took Hannah to grandma's house for the weekend and brought her to her mama this afternoon. I feel like she is my child. She's not. She's my niece, but she is the closest thing I've ever had to a child. I love being with her. She makes the world just seem better.

Rain, Rain Go Away

I'm tired of the rain. My mother thinks it is incredibly romantic to walk hand in hand with the man of your dreams in the spring rain. I dare her to try to walk in the Oklahoma spring rain. The wind blowing a million miles an hour, the ice cold rain hitting you in the face like little ice bullets. Not romantic. At all.

Spring is supposed to be a time of looooovvveee, but I'm not feeling it. It's like the icy rain has crept into my heart and frozen the inner regions. Just kidding. Kinda.

My sister is getting married in May and so she is in the process of moving out. Today, she went dumpster diving for boxes. Did you know that some dumpsters have locks? The ones that don't have locks are really tall and that stupid rain ruined all the good big boxes that were in the little dumpsters. Rain bad.

I'm leaving the Bon Jovi pictures up and he can be the sunshine.

Amy

AHHHHHHHH!

Life is so overwhelming at the moment. How is it that everything important happens at the same time. In the next three weeks I have to find a bridesmaid dress to fit my fat butt, throw a wedding shower, write 3 very long papers, have a biopsy, teach a classroom full of teenagers daily, give the end of instruction exam and quit my job. No problem. I've tried to prioritize and they all seem so important, so I can't let any of them go.

Sit back, breathe, relax that these moment are precious and can never be replayed. I hear the advice, but all I really want to do is crawl up in a ball and pull the covers over my head.

I'll be more positive next week.

Amy