I’ve been having one of those weeks piled on top of what seems like a few of those months that have somehow strung together in the this spring.
In a nutshell, the reasons that I’m feeling stressed mainly involve a Master’s thesis that should have been written a month ago, but somehow the pieces of it remain disjointed and nonsensical. This combines with what I have taken to calling “imminent unemployment.” You see, the degree that I am so looking forward to completing also happens to be funding my existence on this planet. Any time that I take to search for a job is time that detracts from duck-taping my mess of a thesis together. Am I slightly concerned about my future? Nah. I’M FREAKING OUT! But freaking out inside. Mostly.
Enter, my neighbor-friend Camille. I momentarily freaked out on the outside in her presence. She responded with an evening walk, the world’s best cookie, flowers, a Starbucks gift card, and one of those long, sway-back-and-forth, life-is-going-to-be-alright-because-you-have-me hugs. Bless this woman’s heart. She has stood with me through some of the most awful, stressful moments this past year as well as celebrated moments that may enter my life’s Happy Hall of Fame.
I’m looking forward to many more years of sharing tears and laughter with this lady.