Day 338

I’ve written and re-written multiple posts since I posted last. I didn’t delete them, but I haven’t posted any of them because I haven’t felt that they quite captured what I’ve wanted to say here.

I started this blog to talk about the raw emotions of life. Let me tell you, there have been plenty of raw emotions over here.

The day is coming closer for Mr. B’s return. Little Mister and I are both feeling the anxious anticipation that comes with knowing it’s almost over.

With my semester drawing to a close and looking at that number (338), my anxious anticipation increase. It’s almost time. He’s almost here.

That freaks me out and makes me excited all at the same time.

What did I plan to accomplish this year? I’m going to go back and take a look and I’ll get back to you. I know that my big plan for the year was to grow my hair out, I think I’ve added 6 inches all together…I want to post before/after pictures within the next couple of weeks. We’ll see how that pans out.

This year has been a tumultuous one globally; we saw the fall of Osama bin Laden and the removal of troops from Iraq… crazy political upheaval and rioting world wide, just to name a few. Here’s a good summary of the year in photos: The Most Powerful Photos of 2011. There have been a lot of things even in my community; The IHOP shooting, the crash at the Air Races, the Caughlin Ranch Fire…and others. I can’t tell you how many accidents I’ve avoided just driving around this year--I counted 5 in one day last week. I am glad that I a) am a good driver and pay attention and b) am never in too big of a hurry that safety takes a back seat. Why do I mention all of these things? Because Mr. B has been gone all year...and no matter how far away or how close he is life is always precious.

My big accomplishment: I graduated from Community College with my Associates Degree and started my first semester at the University. The switch involved a little culture shock because a) I was taking online classes, and b) most people at the University are significantly younger than I am (Did I mention on here the boy I overheard complaining about his lab partner being “so old” at 28? He referred to her as looking “like the rest of us” and that she just “looked like a very tired 20 year old.”). I think I’ve gotten into the swing of things…maybe. I’m looking forward to my next semester.

It is time for me to conclude my post. As you can see, my post did not take the direction I wanted it to (again). I’ll talk about emotions another day…