Cleaning day...

I really like things clean. However, I hate getting them that way. I can always find things I think are more worth my time. I'm trying to grow in this. Bathrooms absolutely gross me out. I want them really clean, but it makes me gag to think of doing it myself. I've gotten to where I can clean my own bathroom, but I'm still grossed out. I know. It's ironic. But these are the reasons I didn't go to medical school. I get grossed out easily. Now way could I deal with someone busting up the ER with blood squirting and insides protruding. Yeesh. I, the pharmacist, will keep my post behind the glass/counter/whatever my barrier might be. I know there are many great pharmacists who work in trauma/ICU/surgery that see this stuff all the time. But if there's one thing I do know about my career path, it ain't headed that direction.

About life in general, I love how things have slowed down after finals. There are definitely still items on the agenda, but none bring the stress level of an exam or a class assignment or even an ASP deadline...even though I still have a few of those. I get to catch up with friends- some from various parts of the globe, read books that won't necessarily further my education, and hang out without feeling guilty because I know I should be studying.

Jada (one of my sisters, Mom and Lee's) is coming to stay with me tonight. A big group is going out to eat. Britt's brother Brody is coming in as well. Her whole fam gets here tomorrow for her graduation on Sat. and then her departure on Sunday :o(
I haven't cried yet...we'll see...

Then Monday I'm having all my girls from Sunday School spend the night for a Christmas party. Hopefully most of the 12 or so freshman high school girls will be able to make it. Please pray about this. I want us to have fun, but I really want to get to know my girls better. I also want them to get to know each other better. God's been doing awesome things in answer to prayer. I really love my group and this opportunity.

I thought I would add, cuz it's funny, that I'm hoarse, congested, and phlegmy because Britt and I unexpectedly launched into one of our laugh-so-hard-my-face-might-explode episodes last night. It came out of nowhere. It just crept right up on me. She's hilarious.

Now I won't have a hilarious roommate anymore...