It’s early. The sun has barely touched the sky, and I’m already awake, trying desperately, almost feverishly, to compartmentalize all of the things I need to get done today and tomorrow, before Dragon Slayers leaves for a weekend of adventures.
I have so many projects; the sheet magnitude is simultaneously dragging me down and building me up. I’m overwhelmed and intimidated, but I’m also excited and ready to get going.
I talked to my boss on Monday, about ideas for the writing center, specifically focusing on word-themed game nights (think scrabble, apples to apples, scattergories . . .), campus wide NaNoWriMo write-ins, and a creative writing club/group/thing.
Also intimidating, especially concerning the write-ins because Dr. Awesome told me that it would be my baby. She’ll be there to help, but I will be in charge of planning and organization. Luckily, I have a million ideas and a couple of really good friends who said they would help (eyes on Giselle and Seth for a moment, puh-leaze, ladies and gents).
I’ve decided I’m not going to advertise piano lessons this upcoming semester. I have five students currently, and I’m going to keep going with them, but my schedule for fall is looking well-balanced with college courses, work, piano students, and my Bible studies. I’m trying to avoid overloading myself like I did last semester, which is requiring that I learn to say “no.” It’s difficult, but it’ll be beneficial in the long run.
I brought Kris to Dragon Slayers on Monday, and she loved it. She loved everyone and, when we were getting in the car to go to class, she asked if she could talk to Pastor about starting a group up in Nacogdoches.
That sparked a discussion about how we would keep Pastor as our leader, how we would keep it as an individual extension but also how it would stay under the original. Someone mentioned Skype calls; I thought about a book; right now, I’m giving it to Jesus before I start stressing out about it.
Then there’s the Bible study Madison talked me into going to at the beginning of the year. It’s growing, and changing some. We’ve got a name: The Den. There’s a new couple, Age and Rae, who have gotten involved. We have a Facebook page and some fun events in the works, like pool parties and baseball games and retreats.
It’s kind of amazing seeing the changes God makes in our lives and our relationships when we give over the trust.
I think I’m singing with the worship team now. I sang in church this past Sunday. It was just supposed to be one song, a special with Pastor and Seth, but the girl who usually sings with Nate didn’t show up and Pastor grabbed me, asking if I would –
I’m not ready for summer to be over. It feels like all of the fun, all of the reckless adventures, happened at the beginning. The last few weeks, everyone has been focused on work, on responsibilities. I’m looking through my summer album on Facebook wondering, where did all of that go?
I’ve written before that I’m loathe to give up the good, even when there are better things ahead. Even with so much to look forward to, there’s a part of me that longs to remain here, still and relatively stable.
It’s a good life.