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The day finally ended.

I'm done work for something like the next 5 weeks.

I'm doing laundry so that I can pack tomorrow and laying on a couch, trying to recover from a day without eating.

Gatorade is a girl's best friend sometimes.

Tired is a good descriptor right now.

Needing to accomplish some stuff, but not entirely sure I have the energy to do it all. Going to have to push through.

I'm at home.

Last Day at the Office...

The stress has finally kicked in fully and made me ill.

I'm sitting at my desk, working to not think about how completely nauseaus I am. Working to not recall the "tossing my cookies" way my day ended last night, and started this morning.

My temp - the one for whom today is my last day to explain some important information about my job - hasn't shown up, or called, or given any indication whatsoever why she isn't sitting at my desk, taking on my job, with me here just to give some last minute instructions and answer some last minute questions.

This is my last day at work. It can't end soon enough.

Enough Light for the Next Step - Henri Nouwen

Enough Light for the Next Step

Often we want to be able to see into the future. We say, "How will next year be for me? Where will I be five or ten years from now?" There are no answers to these questions. Mostly we have just enough light to see the next step: what we have to do in the coming hour or the following day. The art of living is to enjoy what we can see and not complain about what remains in the dark. When we are able to take the next step with the trust that we will have enough light for the step that follows, we can walk through life with joy and be surprised at how far we go. Let's rejoice in the little light we carry and not ask for the great beam that would take all shadows away.