I wanted to drop a quick line to say that Hoops for Home, the charity basketball game I played in on Friday, went outstandingly. The SOC Dance Party II at Rumors downtown was amazingly fun (how could it not be with that crowd?). The rest of Friday night went basically like I thought it would, but I wound up staying up waaaay too late, and then slept through a good portion of Saturday.
Costco was, well, an adventure as usual. Theresa was the greatest friend Saturday evening, being not only completely supportive but a great motivator for productivity (lots of homework finished!).
Choir this morning was a ton of fun and did alot to set the right tone for this second Sunday of Advent. I checked Dana's paper(s), cleaned my disaster area (aka bedroom), made Christmas presents, caught up (a little) with the newspapers, and got the soap scum out of the shower. Aunt Rosemary was her usual expert self on the phone and helped me realise that the emotion that was plaguing me was disappointment.
I used to think, "How can you not know what you are feeling?" Now I understand it. But, now we've narrowed it down to disappointed. I'm glad that is what it was. Disappointed is a good emotion because it is sort of temporary. It is something that can be easily mended or washed away with feelings about something else. And with all the exciting things I have going on in the next week straight on through the end of the year, I am looking forward to a new feeling tomorrow.
Tomorrow is full with exam prep from 10am-7pm (yes, really that long, at least). So sleep is in order. Missing sleep always seems to catch up with you two to three days after you missed it, and I don't want to spend tomorrow yawning. Love always, ~Heather
P.S. Dana, don't think I forgot about you. You're marvelous too. And eat some of that cake - please.