Sometimes it's harder than you expect.

This summer I'm learning to juggle. It's a lot harder than I would have thought.

I'm learning to juggle past relationships with new ones, director duties with intern duties, and caring for others with caring for myself.

Three days in, and I already know that this is going to be a huge summer for learning. I'm excited and I'm scared. I can't wait to see how this all turns out.

Sometimes It's Too Hot

Today it was 33 degrees outside. And I played soccer. For an hour and a half. At one point I pushed too hard and my knees gave out and I did a face plant. That was embarrassing.

I got so hot by the end of the game that my friends actually convinced me to jump in Trout Lake. Something I swore I'd never do and am tempted to deny ever having done. Sick sick sick. But it felt good good good. And I saw a bunch of my favourite UP kids who were swimming too. So all in all it worked out pretty well.

Does soccer ever not turn out well?

I think not.

Sometimes It's Time for Change

I'm done! So totally done with school for this year!

And in two hours I head to Vancouver for the summer. Yipes! I am feeling so many different things right now I don't even know where to begin.

I am feeling:

• happy that school's done
• proud of myself for actually doing well in that class
• apprehensive about how the summer's going to go
• stressed out about packing
• unloved becuase no one really notices I'm leaving
• excited to see my kids and youths and friends in the vdot
• tired
  
• sore in the mouth
• confused!!

Those are far too many feelings. Yeesh.

Sometimes the fear is the worst part.

I went to the dentist today to get a couple of fillings. . .and left without two of my wisdom teeth.

I've been putting off getting my wisdom teeth out forever because I was totally terrified of the pain, but so far it hasn't been that bad. Hoorah for Tylenol 3!

Unfortunately, now I have to write a paper for my english class while on more drugs than I can count. Heck, I can barely write this post! I was planning on being much wittier, but at the moment I'm mostly just trying to keep my eyes open.

Also, as a side note, my friend Amber just called me! I love Amber! That made me very happy.

Ok, I'm done. Sleep time.

The Islands

This weekend g.mango and I went to the Gulf Islands for some much-appreciated relaxing. We saw many chickens, ferries, beaches and deer. We spent many happy hours at a market, in a hot tub, and reading books. But the highlight of the weekend was when g.mango sacrificed one of my flip flops to the ocean off Pender Island in an attempt to capture this starfish:





Here's my perfectly shaped flip-flop making its bid for freedom.












And here is one naked guilty foot...and the remaining lonely flip-flop.

Sometimes Weekends Are Great.

My sister and I went to the spa this afternoon. Body scrub, mud wrap/scalp and face massage, swedish massage...it's all in a day's work. We're thinking of making it a weekly routine.

I wish.

Now I'm making seven dozen cookies for a tea tomorrow that I can't go to. Oh the things we'll do for our friends. I hope they'll be enjoyed anyway.

Tomorrow evening I'm going to my third family dinner in a week. I'm starting to become desensitized to the chaos. Maybe that's a good thing. We'll see how tomorrow goes.

Sometimes Boys Are Too Much Work.

I always sit next to the same guy in my English class. I really enjoy him, in a very platonic way (though I have to admit he is kinda cute). Today I found out that he's married, and I'm shocked at how much freedom that brings to me. I don't really think that's the way it should be, but I do think that's the way it is.

On the other hand, two of my good guy friends are in serious relationships. One of them is getting married this summer. Instead of feeling freedom, I feel frustrated. Frustrated and afraid that our closeness is going to be misinterpreted. I feel like I can't spend time alone with them anymore and that I'm going to lose a great friendship because of this.

Argh. Boys.