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Ummm...not sure.

Mixed emotions day.  Struggling with the fact with what we wanted to happen at the end of the year won't happen.  Church made it worse and then made it better.  Our class was better then normal in part because a few of the kids were out of various reasons.  Then a person said something that was really what I needed to hear.  I am not ready to start the week.  There was a crisis at work on Thursday and I am going to have to face the consequences of it on Monday.  Good thing is a good deal of my co-workers are out and I can get a ton of work done including packing my office up. The first two chapters of my thesis are due on Friday.  I feel like Chapter One isn't even close to where it needs to be.  I have four nights and five days to work on it.  Then I will be all done with this semester.  I am ready to be done.  Victoria's birthday party is on Saturday and then I need to get my graduations announcements done and in the mail.  I have a grand idea of doing them myself.


Lee has planned his annual road trip.  This will be the longest one and will end up being 10-11 days long.  We still haven't decided on summer plans.  Money remains a factor as does time. 

I am watching 18 kids and counting.  Although I don't want 18 kids I am a little in awe how smoothly their lives run.  Also the word envious comes to mind. 

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