It’s becoming a joke and I’m wondering why I even chose to add rest to my list. Ya wanna know what time I went to bed last night? Oh, you do.
Was I ready to go to bed at 4:30? No. But I chose to be an adult and got in bed. And yes, Kyle and I did jump on the trampoline at 2:30 in the morning. He’s on a weird shift which throws the whole universe (AKA our house) out of whack. Not only is bedtime weird, but every day is a weekend and every day is not a weekend.
However, I will ride it out just for the sake of the project and see if at any point in the 21 days I actually follow through on a decent bedtime.
Today has been interesting and our kids are being wild banshees. Makes life interesting. Today I am grateful for Shein, Kyle, and Thursdays nights. I know it’s Friday, but I really have a soft spot in my heart for Thursdays. Sometimes endings are sad.
I am a lover of Christmas. Not the presents part, but the season. I love the lights and the spirit of it all and the cold (sometimes) weather. I get super pumped from November 13th until December 25th. We wake up, open presents and then in an instant it’s over and it takes everything in Kyle to stop me from taking the tree down December 25th at 9:45 AM. But it’s over. Thursdays are hopeful. They are like hey! We are nearing the end of the week. Good job. But Friday nights the weekend has begun and then that too is quickly over. Therefore, I love the hopefulness of Thursdays and not-over-yet feeling.
Speaking of days of the week. I am scheduled to defend my theoretical orientation of performance excellence Monday at 1:00 p.m., Wednesday is my birthday, Thursday is something I will not share with you yet, Friday is my graduation, and Saturday is my in-laws 50th wedding anniversary. I have been waiting for next week for years. I think when accomplishments happen it’s always good to look back. Here are about 2% of the people who helped me get here.
Dr. Mackie for telling me in my master’s defense that there was no reason I shouldn’t pursue a doctoral degree.
Liv for letting me use the wellness center for the past 9ish months.
My mom, Jeff, Dave and Arlene for watching children for us from time to time over the years so that I could catch up on things.
Kyle. It would take an entire book for me to write about all he has done to support me in this goal; however, he wants not one word spoken about him. I remember I was sitting on the porch one day, pregnant with J, and he asked if I ever thought I’d go back and finish my doctorate. A month later I was enrolled. I don’t think he intended that question to kick start it all, but here we are.
Oh my gosh. I am boring myself as I continue typing as if I were Charlie Brown’s teacher (wah, wah, wah).
This post is neither educational or entertaining, but here are my thoughts for today.
Bye friends. 🙂