waterbottle

It's been an interesting week. Lost my friend last Thursday. My husband left on a plane for his business trip on Sunday. . . just in time to miss the visitation on Sunday and the funeral on Monday. I started my first day of school on Wens. Got beat up at work last night. . . . .eeh.
I'm really trying to stay positive. My husband comes back home tonight and now it's the weekend. . .so I have a break. I can't escape from the fact that my friend is always gone . . . forever and I've had clutter brain. I'm nervous about work interfering with school. It means so much to me and my classes have been great. I got through day 3 today. Massage therapy school is like nothing I've ever experienced. We sit in a circle and do a lot of talking and relaxing. I can't wait to experience the next 9 months of this school and graduate. I know it won't be easy. The reading assignments are gonna be heavy. I have been doing pretty good at talking one on one with my classmates but have trouble speaking up in front of the class. I just have issues with that kind of thing. I better speak up quick. I think I'm the only one who hasn't volunteered myself to speak. .ugh.