Just when I thought my life was beginning to get a little boring and predictable, a whole onslaught of stuff was dumped on my plate. For starters, I began grad school in the middle of last month. I'm really excited about it, but my level of fatigue has increased dramatically. I have class on Monday and Tuesday nights, so those two days pretty much seem like the longest 48 hours of my life. Each week. I guess I just need to learn to adjust to this new schedule.
A childhood friend died two weeks ago in a motorcycle accident, and the funeral was last week. He was only 22. It was just one more reminder that life can be short, or life can be long. Either way, it's important to live each day to the fullest, and I hope to do that. I also want to make sure I'm living each day for God and not myself. He deserves all the glory, but I'm far too aware of the fact that my concern with myself often overshadows that. Each day is a new lesson in selflessness.
It's also time for progress reports to go out at school, and grades for those are due Monday. That should make for a fun weekend on top of all of the reading I have to do, none of which will be done on Sunday. That sacred day is reserved for the Super Bowl.
I've also been given a few video projects by some of my co-workers. I love editing, and I love helping others out, but it's not always so fun when they all make these project requests at once.
To make an actual reference to the title of this post, I don't believe everything Punxsutawney Phil predicts, and I hope his forecast for more winter is invalid. He's just a dumb animal, anyway.
It's just one of those days today, and I need this weekend to relax!
