african nectar tea and retreats

oh, goodness. i just need to take a moment and take a deep breath, and know that today is a day to rejoice in.

mornings like these will surely lead to graying hair and frazzled nerves. i am just exhausted, but i must keep pushing until 7:30 on Thursday night.

i woke up this morning with remnants of yesterday still pressing on me, reminding me i did not complete all i had hoped to. so this morning my eyes opened 15 minutes before the bus arrived; i rushed around frantically trying to get ready, and as i was walking towards the door having made the appropriate sacrifices to make the bus on time (least amount of make-up possible to still look presentable, hair everywhere)... there it goes. the purple route left me stranded.

so i had to take my car and park in the river street deck, which has an hourly rate for parking. and then, when i had 5 minutes to spare to get my african nectar tea before work, i realized i had left my student ID in my pants pocket... which are currently in the laundry room awaiting their wash. so now, two unexpected expenses have greeted me today and i definitely don't want to greet them back.

there are some days that i just don't want to function pleasantly. the cheery people are getting on my nerves. i want to hide away and do all of the work i need to do, broken up every so often by tiny retreats in solitude including bubble baths or mcalister's nacho baskets, you know what i mean? i want to replace facebook with beth moore's "A Woman's Heart: God's Dwelling Place" and ichat with "What is the What?" . i know i'm not the only one! not that i won't be pleasant, but maybe i just want to be a tiny bit anti-social today? maybe, i need to be a little bit anti-social. so i'm going to attempt just for now, so my hair doesn't turn gray.

wouldn't want that.