If all of life was a vacation, it wouldn't seem as sweet.

As I wrote this, I'm standing in an airport waiting to get on a plane and go home after an awesome long weekend away. I got to see old friends, go to a Taylor Swift concert and rest and recharge before my summer work kicks in (though technically I've already started).

As it always is whenever I leave the town I go to grad school in, I don't want to go back. I work hard and a lot when I'm there and the moments I don't have to be there and don't have to be working a few and far between and I cherish them like no other. Their special and priceless and more than necessary to make it through the next 3 years...

But I wish I could manage more of them. I wish I could manage longer ones. Because they help manage. 

I wish I didn't have to go back, but if I only did what I wanted I wouldn't be able to live. And I wouldn't be able to have these trips to look forward to and cherish. 

Now to make it through summer. And to get the Disney SAL up and running. Should be before the end of the week. Hope you're excited. 

Some days I want to apologize...

Only now, in my mid-20s, have I begun to be aware if how terribly annoying I must have been as a child. Being smarter than every one else...needing to prove it and constantly show it. Being a stickler for the rules and not letting it go for anything.

I want to go back and apologize for all those times I fixed spelling mistakes of others publicly. That time I got my whole class in trouble for lying to a substitute. 

I wish I could say I'd grown out of such antics...instead I've grown into recognizing them and spend a lot of time biting my tongue and sitting o. My hands (progress, right?)

But I know I still go back there and I can't really help it...but it's not until someone does it to me am I faced with just how annoying it can be. 

I'll do better. I'll try to make it less of a nervous tick. I'll try to be less so only awkward.

I'll try.

Weather Watching

Yesterday, weather ravaged the midwest and my heart goes out to all those affected. And as I looked at the images I'd avoided for hours, because I feel things too deeply and I didn't need to see that suffering, my own stream of warnings started coming in.

Without really noticing, it started raining.

And then it really started...

But soon enough I could see the end was near.

Now I'm waiting for the next line to pass, but it looks like it won't be so bad. Thank goodness.

I find it funny how at the mercy of this planet we are. We try so hard to be in control of everything but this is nature and there's nothing you can do about it. Sometimes I think Mother Nature is reminding us if our own mortality...chiding our hubris...our thought of invincibility. And then I hear the thunder and know God is laughing along with her.