Hello all. Today while at work with nothing to do, again, I was checking up on my academic progress and found out that I finally passed the language exam. I'll repeat that. I finally passed the language exam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This means I can start working on thesis proposal stuff and finish up any loose ends with class stuff since and get this, I was finally admitted into the Church History program after a year of haggling!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As for freedom, I will be moving out of the craptastical house this Sunday. I will miss Karen, my partner in crime. I will not miss the house though. I will miss absolutely nothing about the house, except maybe the extra space. But I will forgo space to be healthy anytime. It will be weird living alone again, but it won't be for long! For the first time in a long time, I am excited about life. I forgot how amazing this feeling is and even though it is probably fleeting, I am going to try and hold onto it as long as humanly possible. Looks like real optimism (as opposed to cautious optimism, my goal for Lent) is going to be around for a while. :D
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Just Another Day in Crazy Town...
Yesterday, Karen, Jen and I received an email from our landlord's overseer that someone was going to be coming to the house today to start working on fixing the ceilings and walls and mold problems in the house. When it gets warmer, this same fix-it guy will remove the ice-damn from the roof which is the cause of all the problems in the first place.
So this morning I woke up early, putzed online a little bit, to check and see if the overseer had emailed us about the guy coming. There was no email, but I continued to get ready for the day anyway. The original email had mentioned something about the guy showing up sometime around 10am so I wanted to be done getting ready before that. After some breakfast around 9:15am, I decided to go back online to see if Brent (the overseer) had sent anything, and again there was nothing. So I read Wicked for about 2.5 hours and headed to work. The fix-it guy never showed up. This, of course, is not surprising to me because this kind of thing has been happening since we moved into the piece of crap house.
And then as I was walking to the bus today I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders and I realized that I just don't give a flying *expletive* about anything dealing with the house anymore. I have an apartment I can move into on campus starting March 16th and damnit, I'm frickin' moving. I'm done with it all. I'm tired of constantly feeling like crap because of mold allergies. I'm done with it and Thanks Be to God that I only have a little over a month left of it. I won't be able to move the big stuff out until the weekend after the 16th. In my mind as of this very moment, I am no longer at the house, I am gone, going, going, gone. This is going to be a very long month.
In other news:
Jen has moved out and back to Pennsylvania before she heads out on her adventures in Europe. I already miss her very very much. It is sad to see her go and she always has an apartment to stay at when she's in the area. :)
Jason was here this past weekend. It was fabulous. We nailed down our reception site, The Radisson University, which is on Washington Ave. S.E., not University like I wrote before.
Other than that, I'm still waiting for my advisor to sign my independent study sheet so I can turn it into the registrar's office and be considered a student. It has been slightly frustrating, especially since the last day I can turn it in is tomorrow, but I still like how things are going school wise right now. My independent study is going to kick ass! I'm super excited about it, which is great for a change.
I've been thinking about what I should do for Lent. Most people give up something, I usually try to set aside time everyday to meditate, or read the Bible, or just have quiet time with God. This year I'm going to switch it up a bit and give up something. I'm going to give up caring about the goings on at the house, just go with the flow, and do what's best in the end for my health, like move out before the end of March if need be. Of course, this will be done in addition to quiet time and Bible reading and meditation. It is healthy to let go of the toxic feelings and fretting about something I have no control over. In conclusion, for Lent this year, I am going to try to be cautiously optimistic everyday. If I were to just put optimistic, I would be asking myself to do the impossible, but I can do cautiously optimistic, which is better than no optimism at all.
To find out more...stay tuned.
So this morning I woke up early, putzed online a little bit, to check and see if the overseer had emailed us about the guy coming. There was no email, but I continued to get ready for the day anyway. The original email had mentioned something about the guy showing up sometime around 10am so I wanted to be done getting ready before that. After some breakfast around 9:15am, I decided to go back online to see if Brent (the overseer) had sent anything, and again there was nothing. So I read Wicked for about 2.5 hours and headed to work. The fix-it guy never showed up. This, of course, is not surprising to me because this kind of thing has been happening since we moved into the piece of crap house.
And then as I was walking to the bus today I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders and I realized that I just don't give a flying *expletive* about anything dealing with the house anymore. I have an apartment I can move into on campus starting March 16th and damnit, I'm frickin' moving. I'm done with it all. I'm tired of constantly feeling like crap because of mold allergies. I'm done with it and Thanks Be to God that I only have a little over a month left of it. I won't be able to move the big stuff out until the weekend after the 16th. In my mind as of this very moment, I am no longer at the house, I am gone, going, going, gone. This is going to be a very long month.
In other news:
Jen has moved out and back to Pennsylvania before she heads out on her adventures in Europe. I already miss her very very much. It is sad to see her go and she always has an apartment to stay at when she's in the area. :)
Jason was here this past weekend. It was fabulous. We nailed down our reception site, The Radisson University, which is on Washington Ave. S.E., not University like I wrote before.
Other than that, I'm still waiting for my advisor to sign my independent study sheet so I can turn it into the registrar's office and be considered a student. It has been slightly frustrating, especially since the last day I can turn it in is tomorrow, but I still like how things are going school wise right now. My independent study is going to kick ass! I'm super excited about it, which is great for a change.
I've been thinking about what I should do for Lent. Most people give up something, I usually try to set aside time everyday to meditate, or read the Bible, or just have quiet time with God. This year I'm going to switch it up a bit and give up something. I'm going to give up caring about the goings on at the house, just go with the flow, and do what's best in the end for my health, like move out before the end of March if need be. Of course, this will be done in addition to quiet time and Bible reading and meditation. It is healthy to let go of the toxic feelings and fretting about something I have no control over. In conclusion, for Lent this year, I am going to try to be cautiously optimistic everyday. If I were to just put optimistic, I would be asking myself to do the impossible, but I can do cautiously optimistic, which is better than no optimism at all.
To find out more...stay tuned.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
WTF!!! What's that in my hair?!
Yesterday as I was getting ready for work, doing my normal routine, combing my fingers through my hair at one point the light in the bathroom hit upon something I did not expect. Ok, I know I'm getting older, but seriously, finding a single silver piece of hair sticking out was not something I wanted to witness at this point in my life. I blame it on my situation at the Seminary, which has mostly been taken care of and just the overabundance of stress living in a place that should really be condemned.
The horror of that one single silver piece of hair coincides with the fact that I looked down at my hands the other day and had no idea whose they were. They are beginning to look old, more elastic and there is extra skin that just shouldn't be that way. Mom, you are right about the mile-stones of getting older, and yes, it freaked me out a bit. I think I'll be more okay with having a piece of silver hair and older looking hands when I get into my 30's. Then it is a tad bit more okay to start showing signs of aging. Ah...the wonders of getting older and starting to look it.
The horror of that one single silver piece of hair coincides with the fact that I looked down at my hands the other day and had no idea whose they were. They are beginning to look old, more elastic and there is extra skin that just shouldn't be that way. Mom, you are right about the mile-stones of getting older, and yes, it freaked me out a bit. I think I'll be more okay with having a piece of silver hair and older looking hands when I get into my 30's. Then it is a tad bit more okay to start showing signs of aging. Ah...the wonders of getting older and starting to look it.
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