Perspective is nice.
I’m spending most of the weekend in Troy, Ala., at the SouthEast Journalism Conference. Of the fourteen of us in the group, I am the oldest female and the staff member with the most “advanced” academic standing. Thus, the other staffers have taken to calling me “Grandma” – even though Jon’s two months older than I am.
As I’ve mentioned several times recently, the past couple of weeks have been stressful and drama-filled. My emotions have been all over the place for a number of reasons. I treated myself to a carmel frapp from Starbucks (okay, Starbucks in Target) yesterday as a reward for making it through. Emotionally, I’m pretty fragile right now.
For that reason, if nothing else, this weekend has been good for me. I’m hanging out with a bunch of people that I didn’t know at all before yesterday. I’m making new friends, I guess. I’m taking my mind off of the stresses around me (for the most part… it’s hard to forget about internships when you’re at a journalism conference!)
Let’s back off the drama and focus on what matters… whatever that may be. At least, that’s my aim.
I also use Starbucks as a remedy for fragile emotions. 😉
Have a fun weekend, twin!
So, like, I have to be nice to you? Damn.
Sometimes perspective and new people is just soooo good…
yay! Im glad your having such a fun weekend! It sounded like it when I called yesterday! But you need to come home. Because… uhhh…. Emma misses you!
Wow, I check in again today and people are actually reading what I post from Troy State. Amazing!!
After I left the library, I discovered that the student union – type place proudly brewed Starbucks coffee, so I had a caramel machiatto. It wasn’t as good as REAL Starbucks, of course, but it satisfied anyway.
And I had steak for dinner last night. Courtesy of the University of Alabama. 😉
Leesy, I’ll be home in 7 hours or so!
You’ve been in my prayers all week. Remember this: ‘By the inch it’s a cinch, by the yard it’s hard.’ I know, cheesy, isn’t it? Still, there’s some wisdom there. One moment, one hour, one afternoon at a time. And, of course, one frap at a time can lift the soul as well! 🙂
“one frap at a time can lift the soul as well!”
niiiiiice