I’m still alive, if anyone is worried. As it turns out, if you become a professional waste of space after you lose your job and school ends (as I did) you will have a hell of a time starting school back and beginning a new job all in one week. I’ve been up by 6 everyday and in bed as soon as possible every night. I’ve ironed clothing more in the past week than I have in the past 15 years. I didn’t even own an iron or ironing board before this week, now I use starch on a daily basis. I want to say more about this when I’m not so tired, but I’m already loving this semester and it is in school that I really come alive and feel comfortable. I. Love. It. Today I went into Costco to get Joe a pair of Carhartt’s for his birthday tomorrow and walked out instead with a $400 flat screen. I then set it up all by myself (with some help from the Philips phone rep) and it is sitting pretty waiting to surprise him when he gets off work. I still haven’t finished The Fault in Our Stars. Partially because I’m too exhausted to read at night and partially because I am in the last fourth of the book and I can barely finish a chapter without totally falling apart.

This has been a post.