Weekly Postives

Life happens too fast.

Seriously, I haven't had the time to write a decent blog post in ages. It's not because I haven't had anything to say. I've got more than enough to say. I just haven't had the time to say it. Hopefully, I will write this whole post without my mother calling me again.

Okay. No that didn't happen. As soon as I hit the enter key to start a new paragraph, my cell phone rang. Guess who it was? Yeah. My mom. Talk about timing!

So much has happened, both good and bad things. I know it's not Thursday, but I'm doing my weekly (only not so weekly anymore. I'll get better. Promise promise!) positives. Mostly, I'm just feeling positive right now. There are negatives, several of them, but I'm not going to let them bother me. I'm not going to dwell on them.

Here we go.

1) Big news. Big, not-so-new News that I never had the chance to share. I GOT INTO MY VERY FIRST CHOICE COLLEGE. I have since sent in my deposit and enrollment paperwork. Now I'm just waiting for them to tell me the next step (basically, I don't know how to register for classes. haha), and to sort out my financial aid paperwork.

2) My job is pretty nice. The pay checks are small, but I don't really mind it too much, because I actually enjoy the job, I've realized.

3) My mother's redecorating is almost done. It looks beautiful, and I get a break soon.

4) We're having a yard sale. I get to keep the profits.

5) My mom has been sober for going on two weeks now,(give or take a few days)

6) I started to have a heart-to-heart with my aunt, which I really needed to do. It got interrupted, but I think I can re-start that conversation.

7) The kittens (photoblog coming soon!) are now fully litter box trained and done nursing. We're getting the fixed next week.

8) I get to see Lauren more.

9) I get to see some of my friends this weekend, I think. My best friend lives fairly close, less than 7 miles, according to google maps. And yet, I haven't seen her in about a month. I'm not okay with that. She's been my best friend since I was 9 years old. I miss her. We need to be less busy.

10) This may have been mentioned before. I finally saw a doctor about my heart being strange. He seems to actually want to find out what's wrong with me. This is a first, and I like it a lot. YAY!