Phew

Phew, the day is over. And I'm ready to settle down and have some bourbon and listen to the hum of my refrigerator. Some days it seems very loud. I don't know why. Today was one of those busy days that starts as soon as you get up and doesn't end until you are ready to go to bed. I guess that's the kind of day most people have every day, but I'm not used to it. But I'm not really tired. I'm actually kind of wound up. I'm excited that all my work for the semester is over and I don't really have to think about it anymore. I'm excited that the next big thing I have going on is going to see the fam. And the next week will bring with it the sweet taste of summer.

Tomorrow I'm free to do whatever I want, but I do have to go see the pro at the club at noon. I guess I have stuff to tell her, but mainly I'm just constantly confused at the state I find myself in and how I keep failing to get myself out of whatever I've gotten into. It's like I'm Luke Skywalker and she's Yoda and I just have to figure it all out for myself. She's not little and green, though.

So if the weather is nice, I'll go to the beach for some much needed R&R. If it's not nice, I'll stay in and paint, since I've slacked on that the past couple of weeks. Or maybe I'll write something since I never actually finished. I'll walk to the mailbox and send my mom a card to show I'm a good daughter. And maybe I'll see if I can get together with my friends for a long overdue movie night with some gossip on the side. That would be nice. Tomorrow is also payday, so that will be extra nice too. Maybe I'll get some of that knitting done too. And catch up on my tivo, even though that's not really what they call it.