TGIF {2}

TGIF stands for Trust, Gratitude, and Inspiration Friday.  It's the brain child of Brené Brown. She writes that it comes from the idea that joy is more like twinkle lights because it comes only in moments, those ordinary, everyday moments.  But, we miss those because we're so busy wanting more, or looking for something more extraordinary. "I believe a joyful life is made up of joyful moments gracefully strung together by trust, gratitude, and inspiration."

This week, I'm trusting that I can make it through the next couple of weeks while feeling drained. 
I'm grateful for my husband who helps me stay sane while trying to get through everything. I'm also incredibly grateful for my new camera, and the way I'm expressing myself with it.
And I'm inspired by the fact that I have friends who are close to getting their Ph.d.'s and moving forward, because it tells me that I can do this, and I can do this with my husband. I'm also inspired by my typewriter.

Book Thoughts: The Last Song

by Nicholas Spark

I picked this up from the free shelf at the bookstore the other day.  Even though I despise books with the movie poster covers, it was free so why complain? 

I had given up on Nicholas Sparks in September of 2007 when he made me cry my eyes out on an airplane back from a conference in {gorgeous} San Diego.  I was done.  Well, we all know where this leads to...

I started wanting to read him again recently {hey, 3 years? that's impressive}. I'd heard good things about Safe Haven, and Dear John the Movie was good so I thought I'd give it a shot.

Well, I did the uncute cry thing again finishing it yesterday, but it did have my wonderful fairy tale ending I wanted... so that made up for it.  Overall, pretty good book. And now I will be returning it to the free shelf.  Pass it on guys, pass it on.

Exhausted

The cursor is blinking at me as I try to figure out what to write.

I'm tired. I'm stretched too thin.  I did too much, volunteered for too much, and there's so much more I want to do.  I haven't had a good nights sleep in I don't know how long.  Apartment is too cold.  One of our pets died. There's so much going on.

Tonight, we're hosting Belated Thanksgiving at our apartment.  It's not cleaned. It's not dirty, but since the husband and I are "setter downers" (according to him), it's cluttered with papers. We're not unpacked.

I have a meeting at 2:30 and another at 6:30.  The dinner begins at 7. 

I have homework to do. Lots of it because I fell behind.  I have two tests to prepare for.  I have two papers to write, and 5 chapters to read, mostly buy tomorrow.

I'm stretched too thin and that makes it hard to write, even though it's what I love doing.

For now, I'll do as Dori does and just keep going, hoping for a respite soon.