Moving Along.

I far too often worry about life.  I feel like everyone else's lives are moving forward, and mine is at a constant standstill.  Of course looking back I can list multiple changes that have occurred, proving I am moving right along at my own consistent pace.

I guess lately, I've been feeling overwhelmed with a lot of things on my plate.  I think some of it has to do with the stresses of starting a new job.  My hours are a bit longer.  I'm adjusting to a new rate of pay, a new office, a new atmosphere, new work, a new boss, etc.  I'm super excited about this new opportunity, and I really think I'm going to love it.  This change is good.  It's positive.  It's definitely a step in the right direction.

School is going good, but I'm ready for a vacation.  I'm considering taking a class in summer school, but the break really would be nice.  I've got a B in the class, and that's good enough for me.  It's sad to say, I don't really care much about the grade, just as long as I pass.  I just need to make it through getting my AA.  It's going to be a tough battle.  But with each semester that passes, I am that much closer.  It's coming along slowly, but it's coming along.

I'm also currently taking my Hunter's Safety Course online.  It's looming over my head.  I really don't want to do it, but I need to get it done and out of the way...only to have to take my Bow Hunter's Safety Course after that!  Ugh.  My dad signed my mom, sister and I all up for the Hunter's Safety Course when my sister and I were in elementary school.  My sister and mom finished the course then, but I was too little and would fall asleep in class.  Needless to say I never enrolled or completed it, which is way I'm paying for it now!  It's just one more thing to worry about.  It's just more work to do.  I will be so glad when it's done though.  I will never have to do it again!

I haven't been sleeping well at night either.  I think it's all of everything in my mind keeping me up.  It's the mental list I go over in my head.  It's the anticipation of my alarm, so I'm not late to my new job.  It's the pressure of knowing I need rest, because I feel like I'm fighting getting sick.

Even though sometimes it feels like I'm going nowhere, I think I need to look at it in the opposite.  Maybe I'm just going in so many different directions.  I go from a new job, to hunting, to running, to school, and that's only a few things.  That's not even counting all the in between, random, and every day things.  But maybe this was all I need, to get it off my chest.  To lay it out in front of me.  To vent.  

Tomorrow is a new day.