Don't Got Time!

Remember in my last post how I was all, "Wow! This is what it's like to have time?"

That seems like a lifetime ago. Did that really happen?

Now I'm 12 hours behind in my internship, and I've started my two other classes. I'm up to my neck in dirty laundry. My house looks like a tornado went through it (actually, two tornadoes - a four-year-old tornado and a two-year-old tornado). My heart rate has doubled, and I want to throw up.

I just need to take a deep breath and remind myself that the beginning of each semester is hard. I always start out wondering how I'll ever make it.

Somehow I make it every time.

I just can't measure my success by whether I've showered or whether the house is clean.