Ok. So, I knew today was some kind of Utah holiday, but does it REALLY need to be the kind where I can’t go to the bank, get any exciting wedding post, or even stop by campus for some little necessities? Seriously people. Warn the New England girls beforehand, ok? Makes me feel like I’m back in England where every other month there was a “bank holiday,” which always snuck up on us and made us wonder why there were so many kids on the buses, and even more devastating to missionaries, why we didn’t get ANY mail. Arg.
So, I feel in a funk today. I’m not sure why. I got a lot done yesterday. A lot of progress at work which will continue today- I got some things done around the house, and revamped the site, which I’ve wanted to do for awhile. I’m not really sure what’s happening, but my anxiety level is slowly rising…I think it has something to do with an impending WEDDING, but I find myself becoming more and more sensitive, and then I wonder if the things I’m feeling are valid, or if I’m just crazy. I think it’s probably somewhere in the middle. Last night I had to actually stop myself from climbing onto the air mattress with my Mom and sleeping with her. The only things that stopped me were a) the stifling 800 million degree heat and b) the fact that I didn’t want to wake her up. It seems like there are more and more choices to make all the time, more pressures and the more I set myself up to expect certain things, the danger that things might not turn out that way at all grows wider and deeper. Sometimes that’s a good thing, but I’m not feeling very go with the flow these days.
So, what to do? Well, I’m going to do some work. I’m here early just to ensure that I get what needs to be done, done! Then go home, go shopping with Becca and probably my Mom, pray that my brother gets an apartment, that the bank will eventually open again so I can close my stupid accounts, and that I can actually get some rest tonight. I need an off button or something. Or something.
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