come on up to the house*
Tonight's blog post comes out of boredom. I've honestly already done everything that I can do today that wouldn't require leaving it half-finished. Thinking back on it, I've gotten a lot done this weekend. My house was beginning to look like a total pit. The embarrassing kind where you really hope no one you know stops by because you wouldn't want to let them into your house.
Before all of the cleaning, however, I had to get up this morning and go to an elementary school cultural festival. It was really fun. This is the only festival that I have to participate in (I pick an English song and teach it to the students and we dance and sing together). It went much better than last year, for sure and my boss's boss was there. He told me afterward that I did a good job. I was very glad to hear that. I was a bit worried.
A note about the journal entry from a couple of days ago titled, "losing". I got an email from my sister. She reassured me that the gifts I gave to Grandma were not included in the rummage sale. I feel a bit reassured by that. We also had a bit of a discussion about everything. I realized that I shouldn't feel like I am alone in all of it and should reach out to my family more.
I want to say more. I really do. But I can't get my mind in order. It's whizzing and whirling away and I can't pin it down.
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