Elizabeth Smillie

The second week of school is over. I finally have all of my textbooks, and the stack is pretty heavy – not to mention expensive. Whew!

The classes I am taking this semester are:

• Math 101 (2 books, must bring 1, sometimes 2)
• Physical Fitness (no text book)
• Public Speaking (1 book, must bring)
• Sociology (1 book, should read . . . )
• Spanish (3 books, must bring 2, sometimes 3)

= 14 units

All that, in hopes of what? That I’ll be smarter? Hah! One thing is sure, I will be using more of my brain (as well as other muscles that I didn’t know I had, thanks to Mr. Keysaw :-) ).
These book, for better or worse (hopefully better) are to reside at my hip (in my bag) every Tuesday and Thursday, from now until the end of May. The end of May seems so f a r a w a a a y y . . . .

I can’t remember having weather this cold for this long – apparantly the last time it happened I was four.
CNN has an article that deals with what the farmers are facing as they try to cope with the unusual weather: https://www.cnn.com/2007/WEATHER/01/16/cold.citrus.ap/index.html?eref=rss_topstories

We may lose our orange trees, and then again, we might not. Hopefully the latter!

Whew!

I am so tired right now that I just want to be alone and cry. For a long time.
And there is no particular reason. Maybe I am overwhelmed. Maybe it is “post Thanksgiving depression.” Maybe, maybe, maybe . . .

Maybe I just need to be reminded of my Father’s love.

Always, always rember this: you . are . loved.