Rough Week and Weekend

I don't know exactly what it was about last week that had me in the dumps, but I know why Friday was so tough. It had a lot to do with Late Night With Roy on Friday. Jenni and I only went twice, but we sure enjoyed each one... and while the thought of going was enticing, the thought of going without Jenni just didn't sit right. So while I made tentative plans to go anyway, it bothered me all week long and I ended up sitting around the house just playing around on the internet. Between catching up on the last week of posts on tarheelblue.com, writing a little for outsydergaming.com (and subsequently scrapping it for being terrible), and catching up on all of the forums I run my mouth in, I happened across a post about a Lee Ann Womack song.

I was actually reading this post on Donna's blog. I don't really know Donna, although I have met her once. I just happened upon her blog by clicking Josh's blogger profile and noticed the link to her at the bottom. In any case, the song ("I Hope You Dance") is exactly what I imagine Jenni telling me to do, but I don't feel like I've been too successful so far. Of course, the dancing part is just a metaphor. "Homey don't dance" still applies here.

All joking aside, though, I'm not "dancing" at all. Very little truly excites me. Work feels like drudgery. Home is comfortable, but lonely. Before school started, I was at least managing to get my mind off of things with games, but school has pushed all gaming to the side. This is why I have to get into this counseling program at Lenoir Rhyne. I feel like all I'm doing now is spinning wheels... and something's got to give.

I do have most of my application finished. I'm waiting for LR to receive my transcripts and GRE scores. If I could quit teaching now and start counseling classes, I'd do it in a heartbeat. Here's to hoping I get to start in January...