Because Someone Asked

April 10th has brought me a cold breeze on a warm day. April 10th has brought me change and uncertainty as well. In less than two short months, I will officially be without a home and without a summer job as of right now. I am currently waiting on a phone call from Jason Coon, the director at Miracle Camp and Retreat Center. He is going to tell me whether or not I have a job for the summer. It should be interesting, either answer.

April 10th seems so nice. I haven't done much today except take the dog for a walk and bake some cookies that turned out mediocre. Why is mediocre some invisible wall I can't seem to pass when it comes to making cookies? You know that rise in the throat feeling, where you know something is coming and you don't know what it is? For me, that feeling is usually a close bed-fellow with wasteful, short activities, like cooking, organizing folders in my computer, and blogging, all just to waste the time when that event finally arrives.

Sometimes I'm jealous of the lives of animals. Mostly the domestic variety. They lounge around, eat what is put in front of them, and occasionally get reprimanded by big humans who yell at them in a language they can't understand. Still though, I envy them sometimes.

The rustle of the curtains reminds me that it is 3:00 and I am ready for a nap.