One more week

I feel as though my life is passing me by.

I am having a rough moment, and what better to do than to vent.

Work is stressing me out, what with the masses of essays I have to grade. Plus, I'm co-cordinating the Black History program (ironic) which include writing monologues, directing a scene, and getting ready for auditions tomorrow. I am two weeks behind on my observations (hopefully I'll get them done tomorrow) and my classroom is getting disorganized.

Also, it's Rodeo time and I still have to earn my badge and coordinate Kiwanis meetings (is anyone in a Houston Kiwanis club and would like a guest speaker from the Houston Livestock Show and Rodeo Speaker's Committee?? Let me know), and then I want to go to a bunch of the rodeo days.

My eating is borderline crap again, which sucks because I am getting anxious about gaining the weight back that I just lost and I don't want to continue eating like this but I have no time to properly cook, what with work. The half is next weekend and I want to feel as good as I did with Houston, so I'm going back on Phase 1 starting tomorrow (for a week) to clean the bad stuff out of my system.

I'm getting scared about the race because I haven't been running much in the past two weeks (which I know won't affect me a great deal, since I'm used to long runs, but I still worry). I want to run more, but work is getting in my way (that, and the weather).

I talked to Andy this evening, and he calmed me down (as usual, which is one of the reasons we are good friends - I get anxiety-filled and he's so laid back that he calms me down). I am *so* looking forward to hanging out with him in Baton Rouge next weekend. I need a weekend off and away.

Time to put my nose for the grindstone. No sleep for me tonight!

Cheers. :(