It's 8:30 a.m. and I'm awake. I'm both a morning and a night person, but I'm not a fan of mornings like these where I wake up and immediately start thinking/worrying. Not only do I lose valuable sleep, but I feel like I start my day off not trusting God completely. This is not a good feeling.
Life moves too fast for me sometimes. I've decided I can't accept the position at Pier 1 anymore because B&N needs me badly and I don't hate it so I might as well stick with it. Work has been really good, actually. I like my co-workers and my boss is gone this week so that takes the pressure off. And my managers constantly tell me that everyone says I'm doing a great job, which makes me happy. I made my work schedule based around school and I'm taking off Thursdays and Sundays even though they tried to get me to work. I guess that's why they need to hire more people-- I have a life to live and I can't do it if all of my time is spent at work. I'm barely going to have a life as it is this semester. And don't get me started on after I graduate in December-- who knows where I'm headed. Prayer is needed.
Last night I got to see some good friends who moved back to the 'bury. I was really excited because Scotty came into work and I made him a white chocolate mocha and I was so happy to see him. Then I came home only to find zero roommates at the house, so I found out they were in 2C (will our boys ever stop living there??) and hung out with them for a while. Then the roommates and I made a Wawa run (that's getting to be traditional of us) and went home. I love my girls, I really do. I feel so blessed to live with my best friend and my actual roommate who I always get along with, and LP who is a great friend and always makes me laugh and leaves Post-Its on my door that encourage me. I love our house. I couldn't ask for anything better.
Today equals getting a new phone (yay!) and work, of course. Aaaaand GO.