So much for thinking I'd bypass the snow by moving to England. Apparently it missed me too much while I was away and just had to come back and surprise me. Well...Surprise! Wish the feeling was mutual.
Tomorrow will mark 2 weeks of being home. 2 weeks? It's gone by so fast and so slow at the same time. I think now is the beginning of "post-Capernwray" depression because I am definitely missing my castle and amazing friends. All I want to do is walk around the loop, make fun of the sheep, and drink copious amounts of tea. But, I am here. In a mountain that refuses to let Spring stay more than a week, waiting for something exciting to happen.
My days have a schedule.It basically goes like this: Wake up. Too late. Make coffee. Watch David Tutera's: My Fair Wedding, work-out with my favorite Tiffany, eat lunch, watch Say Yes to the Dress, help Malissa grade papers (Yeah, I thought I'd never set foot in school again, and here I am gladly grading papers...where has my dignity gone? Haha, just kidding), walking to the office, saying hello to my Mama, helping my favorite Jocey with wedding plans, coming home, making dinner, reading a book, and watching a bit of Gossip Girl before my eyes close and I sleep in my nice and pretty bed. Not too much for excitement. . But I'm going to enjoy these moments of nothing, because soon, when real life starts, I'm going to wish I had this back. So I'll savor them for as long as I can.
That's about it. Not too exciting, not too bad. Not too England, but, we all knew this day would come. It's been great seeing everyone again and catching up on life. Soon things will get real busy as we prepare for all those kids with a God-shaped whole in their hearts. It's going to be incredible. I can't wait to see what he does with this summer.
Now if only the snow will melt.....
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