Tonight, I completed my last class of the semester. Next week: Finals.
Good goddess I’m relieved to be finished. I’m not out of the woods yet, but I’m close. Seven days. Now, much closer to six days. The countdown has begun.
Today turned out much better than I was making of it. I began the day rough, and I’m ending it wonderfully. I woke up with major anxiety, something I haven’t experienced in quite a long while. I went in to work late, hoping that the extra sleep would ease my heart. It didn’t… Once I arrived at work, nothing spectacularly horrible happened. In fact, it was over all a great day. The hospital’s employee lunch was held, and the food was wonderful, and my co-workers dragged me away from my desk for lunch– my doctor even joined us. I haven’t been able to take a lunch this week– I’ve been slammed. So it was nice to take a lunch and have a freshly prepared meal, complete with caramel chocolate cheesecake.
I left work, got to my exam on time… did okay on the exam– got a 74%, which isn’t fabulous, and is WAY less than what I expected, but it’s a passing grade, and the teacher took the time to show me where I made my mistakes. I finished my school day in the laboratory mindlessly putting together my lab notebook for the final.
Came home to my wonderful man, a home-cooked bowl of turkey noodle soup, and had good news about the visit from my mom’s husband. That alone had caused me a good portion of my anxiety for the day. I didn’t know how it would turn out, and I wasn’t going to be home for the “introduction,” and to be honest, I was nervous that it might not turn out so well. In fact, it turned out quite opposite from how I expected: they got along fantastically, the house was, in his opinion, looking wonderful and lived in, and my guy was brilliant, had his stuff together and the best thing that had ever happened to me… from my mom’s mouth– she and I were both surprised that those words ever came from her husband, but both of us were happy to hear it!!
So, as much as I tried to whine today, as much as I was nervous and neurotic and crazy, things were really going as perfectly as one could hope. In fact, that’s how life is. It always turns out perfectly. Yes, things can suck sometimes, but that’s all about what you created yesterday. What you create today will rear through tomorrow, and it’s a constant cycle. But, it’s a controllable cycle.
*exhale*
Yes, tomorrow will be brilliant, today wasn’t horrible, and the past is as perfect as it could be.
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