So, I'm giving thanks to God/Buddha/Krishna/Allah/Insert-your-higher-power-here because I survived another school year! Without hurting anyone! Including myself! Yea!
Somehow, this school year was rougher than most (for a lot of reasons), and I didn't have the usual end-of-the-year mixture of sadness and happiness. I was just relieved for it to be over. I was able to walk out with my room completely packed; everything but the big furniture moved into my new room. No going back to finish up little odds and ends. No going back until August. That's never happened before. I've felt like I've been on a treadmill, going at full speed, non-stop for months. Walking out the door yesterday felt like I was finally getting off.
Lately, it seems there's been a lot of "stuff" to do and a lot of "stuff" happening. Not all bad stuff, just lots of it. Some of it has been my choice and some of it has not. But it's all kept me up late and gotten me up early (or more accurately, just not let me get up without the aid of an alarm for the last two and a half months straight), made me much busier than usual, killed my good eating habits, and sent my already precarious digestive system into quite the tizzy. So, as of 3:00 this morning, I'm going to be completely selfish for the next week. That might sound horrible, and I know there are those around me who will judge me harshly for that, but I don't care right now. I am in desperate need of a little "me time," and by gum, I'm going to take it! I'm not sure yet what I'll be doing, but I know it's going to be what I want to do.
I can actually feel the icky-ness draining out of me as we speak. I'll breath a sigh of relief now.