on to brighter times!
It is now exactly two and a half weeks until I start graduate school. I am beginning to flip out. But just a little. Last week was insanely busy/hectic/stress-full. It started with a picnic with the extended family on my Dad's side. We had little children running around, including two toddlers. It only helped reaffirm the fact that I want to be a Mommy some day. One, Mackenzie, is 1 1/2 and the other, Isabella, is 2. Bella, as she is called by the family, ended the gathering by announcing that she plans to live at my house. Then she walked up to my brother and said..."I don't like you. You're sister is better." And she speaks with a lisp, so sister came out a bit sloppy. But so cute! My brother made a big show about being upset. But Bella's older brother, Kaleb, took to him. And he had to run around for hours outside. Not something my brother is used to.
After the picnic, on Monday, we had viewing/wake for my grandmother. It was a flood of relatives that knew me "when I was just this high!" But I recognized more of them than my brother did. It was....a long four hours. The worst part, I think, was the half hour that it was only immediate family. They left the casket open for us, and I had to be in the room for devotionals. I....just didn't look. I'd rather remember her the way she WAS, not in a coffin.
I then had work Tuesday at the stadium, and then the funeral was Wednesday morning. It was.....hard, but really nicely presented. The pastor actually cried as well, which sort of surprised me. I spoke with him after, and he said that he visited by grandmother every other week to give her communion. I didn't know about that. I haven't eaten one of those wafers in a very long time. I remember them being yummy, though.....
The funeral was nice, though. I wrote something that the pastor read. I wouldn't have been able to get through it. I was sort of wreak the entire time, but when the pastor read my piece, I really lost it. And my uncle and father cried, which NEVER happens. So that sort of freaked me out even more. After the funeral and going to the cemetary we went back to the church and the ladies there served us all lunch.
I then worked that night, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, AND Monday. I really don't dig this working every day. The people are actually really great, save my boss. An example? He didn't know what the rind on a watermeleon was. Need I say more? I feel SO smart standing next to him.
So, yes, I am exhausted, and this week is shaping up to be just as busy. I'm starting to tackle my list of grad. shopping stuff. I need new bedding, bathroom stuff, ect. Though, I got to see my apartment finally. I have a living room, bedroom (with double bed!), kitchen, and a full bathroom. I have a tub! Which I will clean very well before usihng....but still! No shaving legs in the shower! ;-P And, new perk that I just learned about? I get a parking space. It has a little sign that says it belongs to me. AND I get a faculty/staff parking sticker for Yoda, so that I can park wherever I want all over campus. Now....if only the responsibility of 75 to 150 students wasn't mine..........
After the picnic, on Monday, we had viewing/wake for my grandmother. It was a flood of relatives that knew me "when I was just this high!" But I recognized more of them than my brother did. It was....a long four hours. The worst part, I think, was the half hour that it was only immediate family. They left the casket open for us, and I had to be in the room for devotionals. I....just didn't look. I'd rather remember her the way she WAS, not in a coffin.
I then had work Tuesday at the stadium, and then the funeral was Wednesday morning. It was.....hard, but really nicely presented. The pastor actually cried as well, which sort of surprised me. I spoke with him after, and he said that he visited by grandmother every other week to give her communion. I didn't know about that. I haven't eaten one of those wafers in a very long time. I remember them being yummy, though.....
The funeral was nice, though. I wrote something that the pastor read. I wouldn't have been able to get through it. I was sort of wreak the entire time, but when the pastor read my piece, I really lost it. And my uncle and father cried, which NEVER happens. So that sort of freaked me out even more. After the funeral and going to the cemetary we went back to the church and the ladies there served us all lunch.
I then worked that night, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, AND Monday. I really don't dig this working every day. The people are actually really great, save my boss. An example? He didn't know what the rind on a watermeleon was. Need I say more? I feel SO smart standing next to him.
So, yes, I am exhausted, and this week is shaping up to be just as busy. I'm starting to tackle my list of grad. shopping stuff. I need new bedding, bathroom stuff, ect. Though, I got to see my apartment finally. I have a living room, bedroom (with double bed!), kitchen, and a full bathroom. I have a tub! Which I will clean very well before usihng....but still! No shaving legs in the shower! ;-P And, new perk that I just learned about? I get a parking space. It has a little sign that says it belongs to me. AND I get a faculty/staff parking sticker for Yoda, so that I can park wherever I want all over campus. Now....if only the responsibility of 75 to 150 students wasn't mine..........