So much

I keep having ideas of things to write. Words fly through my head, forming and reforming sentences. Then I get home, and a different type of whirlwind takes over. Projects, sewing, reading, studying (which is nearly as scary as the idea of the actual GRE test!) all warp my time into nothingness. Where does the time go?

This summer has flown by. I did do my first BBQ...well, I helped. I got to plan it, but didn't have to pay for it. Still, by the time it was all said and done, the guy I was helping got the better deal. The time spent wasn't hard, but it was a distraction to keep the food up and going. Overall meaning? the food table looked great, I didn't relax a whole lot even when dancing, but the night was a great success. I wouldn't mind doing it again; provided I had all the ability to get my own volunteers and organize things my way. Yep, my job has made me a control freak. My boss even called us all that at one of our planning meetings. It's hard to get out of the cycle when it's what you do. Everyone likes to do things their own way.

Sad to say that this is going to be a trying time a work this next semester. I am not thrilled about it, and am rather dreading the whole thing! Seven football games! two of which are on Fridays (which make it ten times worse). Planning the Holiday Buffet exhibit in November, Education Week in August, and still needing to use up my two weeks of vacation time I've gained this last year. Even visiting Miranda for a week in Febuary doesn't cut into my time too much. I need more vacations I guess. Anyone want to go to Hawaii?

In short, I'll come up with more interesting stories. Sherise makes me happy as she sits and listens to all my oddball antics, smiling despite the hectic leap from one subject to the other. I love listening to her, but usually end up talking more by the end. Hmm, note to self: work on that.