So, school has been busy. As much as I like all the projects, as opposed to tests, it's much harder to get all those done. At least with tests, I could pretend to study, and then just not do it. Much more free time that way. But, the projects are interesting (most of the time), so it's helpful too. But, after you've spent your entire school career learning how to cram-and-not-officially-study-for-an-exam, you don't really know how to operate any other way. So, yeah. It's tougher than it looks. However, the people I have classes with make it all worth it. Well, some of them. The others just make me feel inadequate.
Well, moving on to work: let's just say....weird. I'm not even sure how to explain it. I mean, we had one girl who lied about needing time off to go to Canada, and then came in that same night for dinner. Then, she just didn't show up for work one day, and no one said anything to her. It was needless to say, weird. The fact that the managers didn't do anything about it was the worst. I wish I could just not come in to work and not get fired. I'm pretty sure that would be awesome.
So, on Friday before I started my shift, I had about 10 minutes, so I went to check my voicemail. Of all the people who could have called, it was Alicia. Now, I hadn't talked to her in about 3 months. She called to tell me that Kristina's mother-in-law passed away. My heart sank like a rock. I was deeply sad for them, and at the same time I felt terrible for not being there for them right at that moment. We've been so disconnected that I didn't even know what to do. So, being the mature person that I am, I ran outside to once again bawl my eyes out at work. All from the same person, but at least this time I had a different reason. (Now, for those of you who know me, I'm not really the crying type. Just lately, with about a million things all crashing down at one time, it's been a little harder to keep myself pulled together.) Let's just say that at work that night, I was a little less than focused. But, I put on my work face in front of my managers and got through the evening.
I know that the right thing for me to do would be to go to the funeral service, but at the same time I don't want them to feel uncomfortable. I know it will be hard enough as it is, and I don't want any added pressure on them. It's such a dilemma, and I know that I need to make this less about myself, and more focused on them.
The ol' saying, "When it rains, it pours", is no misnomer. I know that God won't give me more than I can handle, but at times I keep asking Him, "Alright. Where's the exit for me to get out from under this, because I don't think I can take anymore". It's just one thing after another that keeps draining me. Physically, emotionally and definitely spiritually. I haven't made adequate time to study my Bible, what with everything that is going on around me. It's my own fault, and I have no one to blame but myself. Now I just sound like a whiny little kid. I guess all-in-all, I could use some prayer. Big time. And for Kristina and her husband. I want to know exactly the words to say to them, but at the same time point them right to God.
Well, once again, this post is a little less cheery than I would have hoped. Sorry. I promise I have a really funny one that I'm planning for later though, so I hope it helps to bring a little levity to this blog of mine. Thanks, guys. It does help to get it all out knowing that someone else is listening.
Chau.
4 comments:
canada. word. now back to reading the blog.
okay.... now that i've read the blog... i am working all mornings this week, so maybe some afternoon we can get together for coffee again? it sounds like it might be in order. also, i think i am coming down to the valley on thurs, so that could work too.
Wow, if you write "Hooray for Shipwreck" into Google, your blog is the very first hit.
Um... I don't know how you feel about this.
As creepy as that is, I also feel kind of awesome about it too. I've never been the first entry in Google for anything. Sweet.
Ah, that totally made my day.
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