Just a few more weary days and then...

I'll fly away
to a land where joy will never end
I'll fly away!

Okay, so I'm taking the lyrics out of context, but I feel I'm allowed. These last several days have felt very weary indeed. For starters, I just finished a stint at the salad bar of working eight days straight. Add to that grandma June having tripple by-pass surgery. She's doing much better now. At least, as well as a person can be doing only a week after such invasive surgery. Thank you to all of you who got the news and offered your prayers. Continued prayer for her full recovery would be greatly appreciated.

As summer draws to a close I'm suddenly confronted with all the things I didn't accomplish. I wrote less than a chapter more of my story, when I had intended to complete the whole second book. I almost never practiced my violin, though I had meant to stay in shape and even learn The Devil Went Down to Georgia. I got through only a small fraction of my self-imposed summer reading list. I rode the full length of the bike trail only three times during the entire summer. And I managed to avoid most of my friends all this time I've been home.

I never intended for things to go this way. I could take the cop-out excuse and claim it's all because I worked 30+ hours a week at the salad bar, but we all know that's not the reason. Sure, it contributed somewhat. This was my first real job; I had no experience in making life fit around work. But that's not a real excuse. Most people at Hy-Vee have a larger social life because of it. but I managed to avoid that in the simplest way imaginable. Just do your job and keep to yourself and no one will ever invite you to anything. Of course, I don't mind that much. Hy-Vee is as much a soap opera as a supermarket. But it illustrates my point. I've been withdrawing inside myself again.

And I would discuss this point further, but I need to free up the phone line. In case I don't get online again, I guess I should let all USF-ers know that I'll be moving back on Saturday. Of course, we'll be running all sorts of errands and visiting grandma again, so I may be busy all afternoon. On the bright side, at least I'm not hauling boxes on my birthday this year. this year I'm hauling boxes the day before my birthday. And yes, that is an improvement, because there's absolutely nothing else that has to be done on Sunday.

See you all in three days.

-Kim