Thursday, May 10, 2007
There is a definite possibility I am teetering on the verge of insanity. It is the end of the school year, and I always forget how crazy things get. Things are CRAZY! I feel crazy. Really in this head of mine is craziness. I am emotionally exhausted.
I did finish a fun book, The Girls. It is a mock autobiography of two sisters that just happen to be conjoined. But that isn't as central to the story as you might think. It is a story about sisters, life, loss and sacrifice. Great read.
I have one more class until I finish my Master's Degree, and then I am going to start on my second master's degree in Educational Leadership in the fall. I am not sure what I want to do in my future, but I want that degree in my backpocket. It could be my Swiss Army Knife. It is only a 27 hour program, so then I will have to take one blow-off class to meet my plus 30. I am thinking it would be fun to take an advanced Spanish class.
Sometimes I think of blogging as leaving breadcrumbs back to where I was. I know how far I've come. I know how far I've got to go. I am impatient at times. And at other times I think everything is happening too fast.
This whole 29 thing is throwing me for a loop. I am not sure I am where I thought I would be. I think I am in a better place, but it is still strange to think it's not where I thought I was going. I think in my Jr. High diary I wanted to be married with twins at 20, so I am thankful God did not hear my 7th grade ramblings as the desires of my heart. I am not sure I know what the desires of my heart are. Isn't that strange? I have a friend who desperately wants to be married and she asked me how I felt. I thought about it, and replied, "I am not sure that's what's planned." "Are you OK with that" "More than OK. I think it would be like Israel asking for a King. I think I'll just wait and see what happens."
I did finish a fun book, The Girls. It is a mock autobiography of two sisters that just happen to be conjoined. But that isn't as central to the story as you might think. It is a story about sisters, life, loss and sacrifice. Great read.
I have one more class until I finish my Master's Degree, and then I am going to start on my second master's degree in Educational Leadership in the fall. I am not sure what I want to do in my future, but I want that degree in my backpocket. It could be my Swiss Army Knife. It is only a 27 hour program, so then I will have to take one blow-off class to meet my plus 30. I am thinking it would be fun to take an advanced Spanish class.
Sometimes I think of blogging as leaving breadcrumbs back to where I was. I know how far I've come. I know how far I've got to go. I am impatient at times. And at other times I think everything is happening too fast.
This whole 29 thing is throwing me for a loop. I am not sure I am where I thought I would be. I think I am in a better place, but it is still strange to think it's not where I thought I was going. I think in my Jr. High diary I wanted to be married with twins at 20, so I am thankful God did not hear my 7th grade ramblings as the desires of my heart. I am not sure I know what the desires of my heart are. Isn't that strange? I have a friend who desperately wants to be married and she asked me how I felt. I thought about it, and replied, "I am not sure that's what's planned." "Are you OK with that" "More than OK. I think it would be like Israel asking for a King. I think I'll just wait and see what happens."
