I'm not going to take it, anymore

I've had it. I'm putting my life on hold for ten minutes and writing a post.  Why?  Because I need some therapy right now.  Because this week has been manic and busy and it's almost done, but I'm seriously going to kick a cat if I don't take a break.  It's been that busy. 

Right now, I'm at Borders, my little slice of Seattle in Harrisburg.  The coffee cups are red, the atmosphere is laid back, and there's a huge picture of Elliott Bay on the wall behind the Barista, which I'll just stare and stare at if you let me.  I want to steal it.   

I'm here because my room is too messy to study, and you can't really accomplish much until you clean your messy room.  So I've escaped, to work on my weekly 15 page nursing school care plan.  The most difficult care plan to date because it's the last one---not that the info is hard, but it's always the hardest at the end (that's what she said).  Because the end is in sight. Because it's so darn sunny and green outside.  Because you can start making summer plans at this point.  Because, we just got engaged on Friday. 

That's right, he liked it, so he put a ring on it. 

So you can see why my head is in the clouds, on the #9. 

But, I have one more day of this crazy-ass week, and ten more pages to type up before we can party like it's 1999. 

And I'd just like to add that I have the best friend ever, because not only did she let me get away with post-poning our weekly chat to tomorrow (because cats could be kicked tonight if I don't get more time), but she was going to even ask me to do that herself.  Life is still good.  Life is still beautiful. 

Camera is still broken. 

My session is almost up.  So I will end it by looking at that wall picture again, remind myself that I did take a 20 minute nap today (in Border's parking lot), and keep on swimming. 





Engagement post to come.