egads! is April nearly done!?

And yet, I've posted little here this month. Forgive me. Mostly it's that I just can't write another rant about work, and yet, that's all that seems to come out when I sit here at the keyboard.

All is nearly well, and yet, it is not.

Maybe that's the hard thing...I don't want to write when things aren't great and happy go lucky.

I have been sick. cough cough. And busy. So busy.

I don't know really. I think the spring has been a lot better than the dismal winter. I feel more alive and willing to go out and do things than I did this winter.

Sometimes I think back to how I would be at school and in a wistful mood and I would type and type away and I find that I'm not often like that at home where there's always something to do and more than that, something I've put off doing for a while that is really really really needing to be done.

So things are good, but like my boss at Siena always said, could be better. I guess I feel like this is a crafty time where things are being decided and lines are being drawn and time is running short and I'm all caught up in the whirlwind and wondering when it'll all be over...but it never ends, does it?

so I do what I can when I must, and do what I want when I like and try to make people happy around me, but there's only so much one fraught and tired girl can do...

[four loads of laundry] [eight hours at work on my feet] [organize drawers] [roast a pork tenderloin with new potatoes] [be happy]