I need to journal a bit here. I feel myself spinning (not like a helicopter, more like a dreidel).
D19 is trying to get her bearings back at school and keeps calling me about this decision, this dilemma, this expense, that class, etc... I'm tired.
This morning I got the call, "Mom, it's negative 6 here and they are still having classes. It's dangerously cold. I'm concerned about my safety. Should I go to class?"
In other words, please mom, give me permission to stay in bed.
Here's me on the other end of the phone, biting my lip...trying desperately to suppress my laughter. This from the girl who tried a two story trapeze at the age of 6. Was cited by ski patrol in Park City for ski too fast down the mountain at the age of 9.
Uh No. You gotta bundle up and, at least, try to get to class.
Last night, she reminded me about a $175 housing deposit for next year--due this week. I texted Smokey this morning and gave him the info. Polite and businesslike.
Ok. Today is busy. I received feedback about the tech writing. They like it!!! They have another assignment for me. I will get it today. Yay!!!
I have my little nerve center notebook next to me. Part of my day is already scheduled, but I need to plan the rest.
Most of all, this morning, I need to find my center and stop this spin.
First priority.
"You know, it's times like these when I realize what a superhero I am." Tony Stark/Iron Man
“Focus on what you can do, then do it with all your heart.” Lois Wilson
