I went to bed late last night. It was a horrible night. Work was fine actually; I got home at a decent hour. I went to a meeting that night for a possible youthcenter location that would be open during the week and weekends. There are 6 people wanting to be involved. Either way it was a bit discouraging because 2 people couldn't show. The others were tired and negative. And by the end of the meeting I was excited, nervous, concerned and worried. It was weird.
I get home and had a fight with Sam that lasted way longer then it should have. Actually it shouldn't have lasted at all. I think I was just having a rough night and was being too aggressive. By about 11:30 I realized that the dresser that I had taken 3 hours to work on was out in the rain and was now ruined! I was totally depressed and just started crying. I know, it seems so trivial and in a way it was, but if you get enough trivial things they can stack up to be a pretty intense emotion. I finally went to sleep at 12 am and woke up at 5am.
I got ready and tried to come to grips with the waste of emotions from the night before. As I was getting ready Sam called to make sure I was ok. (He’s truly the best) I checked on my dresser and it indeed was soaked. I doubt I’ll be able to save it even if I let it dry out. I get out to my car which is covered in at least 2 inches of snow! I couldn’t even get my door open. It took a pretty aggressive tug to get it to break free from the snow that encased it. I was worried about the drive down the hill but it all worked out ok and I only ended up being 5 minutes late.
So now I’m sitting here waiting for my day to start and anxious to get back up the hill for my hair appointment today. I only have to work half a day. Thank God!
Well I gotta get to work.
Bye
posted by Charity at 2/03/2004 08:06:00 AM 
