Recent Frustration
Life has changed a bit, having a roommate and all. Things are good, and it's great to have Meredith here. My only problem is that I have to change my late-night computer hours. And I've been busy during the day (shock!) trying to find a place to live. I've found an awesome apartment in downtown Spartanburg (though I never though I'd put "awesome" in the same sentence as "Spartanburg"). It's on main street above a gym, and it's enormous! I'm going over there again today to check it out and make sure the noise level from the gym is bearable. Now I'm having second-thoughts about leaving. Moving is such a hassle, and it'll probably only be for a year (hopefully grad school next fall somewhere other than the GSP metro area), AND it'll make my commute to church an hour or more long. BUT, commuting one day is much better than commuting 5, right?
So I'm going to stop planning. Right here, right now. No more planning. Chris says that I haven't planned anything really...just wanted to do things that changed. But, that's planning, right?! If I'm supposed to go to grad school in the fall, it'll happen. If I'm supposed to meet the man of my dreams, it'll happen. If I'm supposed to stay at Dorman, it'll happen. I'm not a patient person. I want to know what happens tomorrow, yesterday.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could read people's minds? Not everyone's all the time, but just the people closest to us that we can't understand. It would be so much easier if some people just weren't so mysterious and difficult to read.
I'm running out of things to write about. I'm sure there will be more later, but for now this is good.
So I'm going to stop planning. Right here, right now. No more planning. Chris says that I haven't planned anything really...just wanted to do things that changed. But, that's planning, right?! If I'm supposed to go to grad school in the fall, it'll happen. If I'm supposed to meet the man of my dreams, it'll happen. If I'm supposed to stay at Dorman, it'll happen. I'm not a patient person. I want to know what happens tomorrow, yesterday.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could read people's minds? Not everyone's all the time, but just the people closest to us that we can't understand. It would be so much easier if some people just weren't so mysterious and difficult to read.
I'm running out of things to write about. I'm sure there will be more later, but for now this is good.