The semester is finally coming to a close. I have one math test left. I have one geology test left. I have one ceramic vase left to glaze in my pottery class. I only need to stop by my philosophy teachers office to find out my final grade. I’m so very close. I have two math classes left to take, over the next two semesters, and I’m done with this degree.
I have been working as a substitute teacher where I can here and there, but next Monday I start a new job. I’m excited. To try something new, somewhere different. Plus, the place is supposedly haunted and I’ll get tons of people watching. For a writer, that’s golden. And as I am starting a new job, I can let the court know that I need off of jury duty. (Honestly, jury duty is kinda cool, but I wish I could choose the days that I go in, with everything that’s been on my plate during it.)
I’m sad that my little guys will be in daycare again. As crazy as they make me, I love having them around. If I didn’t, there would be a band of gypsy’s somewhere putting a curse (or ten) on me. 😉
I have many stresses, I am still grieving my dad, I am trying to find time for me and my dreams while being the many facets of me that I am. And I think that’s all I can really do. Just keep trying. Keep pursuing my dreams. Keep loving my people. Keep wishing I had a clone and much more coffee than I do.