Cry or Laugh

I need to work really hard at this concept of going to bed before 2am.  I need to be up and in the shower by 7am so I can leave by 7:30am so i can get coffee before I get to work.  And I’d really really like to try to actually put makeup on today.  Would be nice.

Things have gone from so boring I could cry, to so incredibly busy I don’t know if I should laugh or cry.  Most of the time I feel like doing both.  Still in pain from the accident.  In my mind, its all relative.  Yes, I’m still in pain, but I’ve been in much worse pain.  So while the shoulder hurts, its not as bad as it has been before.  So I’m not that worried.  I am healing.  My ribs, interestingly enough, are still very sore and tender.  Better than they were, but still more than I would have guessed a week later.  So maybe my shoulder is a tough guy but my ribs are a wimp.  I dunno.

Like I said, I’ve gone from beyond bored to beyond busy.  Its nearly 2am and I didn’t accomplish nearly all things I wanted to today.  I’m trying really really hard to make Saturday a laundry day and Sunday an actual day of rest.  I don’t want to put things off the entire week to only go nuts trying to finish things on the weekend to restart everything on Monday without being able to catch my breath.

Things will settle down soon I’m sure.  I hope.  We’ll see.  Between moving, the car accident, the death in a church family which resulted in my week changing, the concert next weekend and altered dress rehearsal dates – and the new Fine Arts Center finally opening next week….  Yeah, there’s just a lot going on.  I need to make a list of important things to do Right Away and another list of things to do Yesterday and another list of things to do Tomorrow.  Eventually things will migrate from one list to the other, but right now I feel like I’ve got more balls in the air than I can even count.  I know the world won’t end if one of them drops, but I’d really like to try and prevent that from happening.  Or having the control to decide what ball to drop.

I do not miss school.  At all.  I miss the rehearsal demands to some extent.  I miss the loads of information that has leaked out since I left school.  But I really actually don’t miss the classes and homework and research and…. those kinds of balls.  As hectic as things are right now, I love juggling these work balls and music balls and productive type balls.

And I bet I’m going to love it all the more when I get my first paycheck!