Can you believe it’s Sunday again? Time seems to fly by so fast, but then it seems so slow, especially when I’m waiting on Colorado. So many obstacles are keeping me from there, but I’m hoping it’ll all be worth it and not just another huge mistake. I mean how many major mistakes can one person make in a lifetime? Don’t answer that!

I realized today I have three major dreams yet to happen. One is to be with David W., because without the love of a good man, dreams aren’t as fulfilling…at least not to me. I want to share them with someone I love more than the air I breath; two is to be a successful author; and three is to travel around the world visiting haunted places…well, I’ll be happy just to travel around the USA.  The last one is a bit weird I guess, but I crave mystery, intrigue, and adventure in my life or I only feel half alive.

So far the only exciting thing to happen to me in the last week is that I accidentally set off the fire alarm at the school I work at. I didn’t know you could do that with a key, but sure found out in a hurry you could! Good thing my boss has a sense of humor! We all looked at it as a surprise fire drill. I used to wonder why, when I was a kid, they would tell you when they were going to conduct a fire drill. How useless is that?

I think I may have been standing next to the senator from NC at a public forum we hosted at the Swain Center. That’s what everyone kept calling him, but it seemed a little bizarre that a senator would be at a remote function in a remote part of the state. But, then again, Keith was excited because he was rubbing elbows with the big boys…hmmm.

I ran into one of my high school teachers at the above forum. I told him I still want to call him Mr. McKinney. He said that wasn’t allowed unless I was under 19  Boy, I haven’t been under 19 in almost 20 years, but my son can call him Mr. McKinney for one more year. Yish! I feel old!

I wonder if anyone else does what I do days after Daylight Savings time? Whenever I look at the time, I find myself saying, “It’s really 2:30 instead of 3:30.”

My face feels dirty, so I’m gonna go wash it. I hate that feeling! I also hate it when my teeth feel dirty, and I might as well throw in my feet. I don’t care if I’ve had three showers and brushed my teeth ten times that day, if it feels dirty, it gets another cleaning. Gee, when did I get so weird?

Until next time…