Today was bound to be good day because as soo...
Today was bound to be good day because as soon as I walked into the school, Marsha, the woman who works the front desk, asked if I drank coffee (silly question, really!). It seems her nephew brought her a large mocha, but she didn't have the heart to tell him that she didn't drink coffee, and she offered it to me. So know, half a mocha later, I've been very productive, wizzing through my e-mails and slicing a considerable path through my school work.
School has been going well, although I remain horribly busy. I went to a workshop on leadership last weekend, and was instructed to be more assertive. Sigh... I'm not quite sure how I'll give up the passive gene that runs so deep in our family, but as burn-out is a second only to depression in passive personalities, I fugure it's worth a shot!
My thoughts continue to be with Grandpa. Isa and I were looking through our photos from Belize, as well as some pictures from my summers as a little girl in Normalville. She has been working on a collection of drawings to send back, and perhaps they can add a little light to the day.
Hugs to all.