Life is so good that I don't need to blog about it apparently!
So, since my body was diseased, a few things have happened:
- I got better.
- We did some fun things at school. (big bike trip, swimming, dance lesson, dance club performance, staff parties, etc.) Each of those things could get it's own post, but it won't.
- Jason moved in for the summer!
- My cousin had a wedding celebration.
- I hung out at the lake.
This is what I have to do today:
- Go for a run
- Do laundry
- Return books
- Buy jewelry
- Wash my car
- Wash the floor
- Clean my room
- Pack
- Go to FRANCE!!!!
Once again, I'm sick. A large proportion of the *people* I work with and work for are also sick.
I've been saying "It's definitely not the (insert dreaded disease)! My sister who is a pharmacist and therefore has the medical knowledge and intelligence to diagnose me from 800km on the phone said so! I don't feel like I've been run over by a truck, merely knocked over on the playground."
So maybe the 159 other people that are absent from my work place have the (insert dreaded disease) as the news this evening may have suggested, but I don't. I have some sort of illness that I'm sure is unique and special and has not had any sort of international recognition whatsoever in the past few months.
I'm sure of it.
Pray for me!
Phew! It's over!
May is a beautiful month. The beginning of summer. The cold of winter is gone. It's the end of the school year but the pressure has not started to build. It is a time to make plans and see friends. Thanks to a long weekend, it's even a chance to travel.
Despite the positives of May, I've often had a hard time with this month. It is my personal month of sadness. Of spiraling into an abyss of darkness and anxiety. Don't think I dive into this pool, oh no. I put the brakes on while screaming.
In the past, there have been big changes on the horizon, for which I accredited my dark moods. This year is nothing but happiness. No big changes, just exciting events to look forward to.
So why the darkness? I do not know. I have no idea whatsoever. I hate the anxiety, the tension and the insecurity. I searched for a reason and there was none. There was absolutely nothing wrong in any aspect of my life to suggest that I should be anxious or worried. Yet I was.
But I made it through and I'm still a happy person. I pray that with the beginning of June begins a busy, BUSY time. My brain will not be left to it's own devices.
So far, so good.
