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2004-01-31 - 2:40 p.m. Okay, so I need to be doing anything else but this. I have mountains of homework due and a test on Monday that I haven't really studied for. But I can't help it, I have to blog at least every few days. I've been sleeping a lot lately, which kind of worries me. I'm not getting enough done, and my house is covered in about 2 inches of dust. I have several knitting projects that are about 85% finished, including my son's sweater. And I have at least a dozen more in progress or ready to be started. Plus I haven't been on the nordic trak in over a week. Guilt, guilt, guilt! I need to stop this "stinkin' thinking" (Who calls it that? Some motivational speaker?) I went to the mental health facility this week for clinical, and although we are not allowed to talk about any of the clients, I think I can say this: some of the stories that people tell you are incredible. I don't mean that the stories aren't true, although sometimes they can be just delusions. Just some of the things that people have encountered are so tragic or sad, or disgusting, that it makes me feel bad for fretting over my dirty house and my school work. I should not worry about the dust, or the cat prints on the car. I could have it a lot worse. I could be the one sitting on the other side of the table telling some silly nursing student all the things that have happened to me. So even though I do get bogged down with all of the little things in my life, I will try to take time every day, to thank my Heavenly Father that I am on the nursing student side of the table.
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