the calm after the storm

Well last week was just a whirl wind of stuff happening.  I am pleased though that this week (starting last night) has been better.  I admit I’ve felt a little bit rushed and busy all the time.  We’ve had my sister and her three sons staying with us for the past week.  Don’t get me wrong…I love them all…it’s just it’s a change from what I am used to.  I want to help her out as much as possible since she just had the twins.  It’s just been tough though since I am just used to a bunch of alone time.  I don’t generally have to get up early to feed any one breakfast or anything like that…and I enjoy my sleep (probably way too much).  Despite my feeling a little smothered…I have enjoyed getting to see my little nephews and my sister.  I have been also happy to spend some time with Chris.  He’s always so sweet…just so busy too.  He brought me dinner last night at work, plus this really yummy tea!  The tea was from this online tea store called adagio.com.  It was almost chocolaty which was just fantastic!  I know I complain a lot on this blog, mostly because it’s my place to vent… but I don’t want anyone to think that Chris isn’t great or that I’m not happy with our position.  I am pretty content generally.  We all have frustrations, and sometimes I am just sad…actually…frequently…I am sad at how humanity acts.  So many people confirm my beliefs that people are just terrible everyday.  Anyways, things have been going well.  I am taking an art class and a drama class which are so far going well.  I have my first memorization for drama class coming up on Feb. 7th which should be interesting.  I am not terribly good at remembering just words.  I have no problem though when words are associated with music, which is just funny I guess to me.  We’ll see how it goes.  I am starting to love my art class though.  Last Thursday we did a thing where we drew in the negative which I did well at.  It always makes me feel good when I feel like I have done something good or beautiful, music or otherwise.  It must be healthy to have such a sense of accomplishment   I am sure Chris gets a similar high from his programming stuff, which I understand then why he loves to do it all the time.  I can only hope that one day I can do something I really love.  Not that my job is bad, but I don’t get the same feeling as I do from my art.  Maybe I’m just like a little kid who likes praise