Frazzled

I am totally fried. Running around like a chicken with my head cut off... kitchen painting, scrambling to clean the house at least a little before taking off for the weekend... new homie coming to bring some furniture tonight and really moving in Sunday afternoon... need to pack for a retreat... ahhhhhhh...

Weds was great - got to hang out with the gang from high school, still friends after all these years. :)

And today I realized in my excitement to the high school gang, I totally forgot it was Nichols Homestead day. My 7th anniversary of closing on the homestead. Can you believe that???? 7 years! For some reason 7 years seems insane, and like my math might be wrong - which is possible with the state of my frazzled brain - but I closed in November 2002, so that's got to be right. I could gush on and on about how much I love my home, what a huge blessing it is in my life, a life changing sort of thing... but I'm fried, and still have to wrap a wedding gift, find something to wear to said wedding, pack for a retreat, and get ready for my brother Emmet to come stay with the bitches for the weekend... ahhhhh... so tired.

Last but not least, it looks like I have two interviews coming up in the next week or two. One for a project management position at the company I'm currently temping at. I think I have a great shot at that job and it would be more responsibility, a permanent position, and a pay raise. The other one is for an organization I am personally much more passionate about, but has a lot of complications at this moment. Say a prayer that God's perfect will be done in all of this - and that the details don't kill me in the meantime!