16 September 2004

it takes a village...

this week has been...special. if it hadn't been for my kids-- who seemed to make me laugh at all the right moments, and my mother--who seems to be willing to listen to me talk about damn near anything, i might have just run away from home. i think i may be bordering on what some people call "burn-out". seems like a candy-assed thing to say, since i just got back from a week away, but it's true nonetheless.

the move into the new offices has been...interesting, and the start of the school year seems to be on super fast-forward. it's just been a really stressful couple of months. i'm sure everything will time out and get smoother. or at least i hope so. i'd hate to be staring down the barrel of christmas still feeling like i'm barely treading water. yuck.

the kids are great though. apparently, one of my cherubs burped so loud last night that he actually stopped conversation in the next room. thank God it was Rhoda's bible study, and they think stuff like that is funny, or i would have been in a world of hurt.

i still have to finish telling my vacation stories, i'm just kind of pooped right now, and need to go buy dodge balls for sunday youth group.

i promise to have something good to say.

love--rachel

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