guess what I did this morning?

Remember these applications?

Yes, they got sent out.

And yes, I got accepted! (Well, to three out of four--still waiting on ONE, months later . . .)

I haven't been quick to share this news here, because unfortunately, financial aid wasn't so nice to me, so I'm still grappling with decision-making. (Which I need to do quickly, before I lose my places, as admissions offices have been so kind to remind me. Multiple times.)

However, there's one particular school that has one particularly great social work program, that I don't intend on missing out on.

So this morning, I mailed in my deposit and intent to enroll.

I might not even be able to afford it yet and I haven't even heard from all my schools, but I did it anyways. I can't lose that place. Despite being across the country on an opposite coast, I want that place.

I'm pretty sure the handwriting on my check is scribbly and shaky because I was kind of freaking out.

I suppose things in life that are good for you can be the hardest, right? (That's what I keep telling myself . . .)

what my monday sounds like

Found via For Me, For You, who hit the nail on the head when she said: I want to listen to it while laying in the dark with my eyes closed, volume all the way up…

Since this is my first day of vacation from work, I've been listening to it all morning, while crocheting up the wazoo and drinking hot mugs of green tea and watching the rain fall (and trying to fight off a sore throat...).

What does your Monday sound like?

newsflash:

I've been putting off doing any work since I got here to the office.

That was four and a half hours ago.

I finally just got around to it.

And finished it in fifteen minutes.



Good thing I'm just a volunteer with a stipend.

But too bad I just downed my medium caramel latte in seven minutes flat and now have nothing to do.



This does not bode well for the rest of my Monday.

How does your Monday look?

monday mornings

(Photo via Toshi*, via Carmella)

It's Monday morning, and the sun finally decided to show its face. Does it plan that? Does it know it's Monday morning and the weekend's over and the work week is beginning? Maybe it does, and knows that we'd need a bit of light to force us out of bed and get going. Being in my office though, with cinder block-painted walls and no windows and awful flourescent lighting doesn't help, much. Sounds glamorous, yes?

My hot mug of tea and Pandora Ingrid Michaelson station and plaid shirt are helping, though. February's behind us and maybe March holds something delightful. Someone told me the other day about the importance of ritualizing beginnings and endings, and it's struck me, for some reason. So I'm throwing February to the wind and embracing this new month. A fresh start, a new chance, another 31 days. Come in like a lamb and out like a lamb, if you'd please.



How's your Monday shaping up?

{Also: Formspring accounts seem to be spreading like wildfire these days . . . whaaa?}

A Dapple Of My Weekend

This weekend I:

:: traipsed around the woods of Vermont,

:: strolled through the streets of Brattleboro,

::admired cozy little nooks in used bookstores,

::poked through trays, bowls, plates, and cups full of beads,

:: went to thrift store after thrift store after thrift store . . .

:: wished fall would never, ever leave,

:: made some new headbands,

:: went shopping with MH

:: watched You've Got Mail,

:: made some more grad school plans (!),

:: and ate Halloween candy.

Is it Monday already?

Poop.

A Dapple of My Weekend

How was your weekend? Mine was pretty miserable, spent sick with strep throat. I did so much nothing I was bored of it. And I never thought I'd say I could get bored of doing nothing. You'd think it'd be a nice break. But after awhile, the body aches and headache and congestion and worst-sore-throat-I'd-ever-had got to me.

I went out for a short hike on Saturday, but that kind of pushed it.

So like every smart sickie, I indulged in food all weekend. I'm not sure how that happened, but now that I look back all I really did was eat. Saturday night I made pad thai with my mom (so good! so easy!), Sunday morning I ate donuts with Mary, Sunday afternoon Lauren and I made chocolate chip cookies, and Sunday night we all made homemade pizza. Maybe that's the cure to strep--lots and lots of really good food. Because I'm feeling slightly better. Good enough to be back at work, unfortunately.

Man, I hate Mondays.

don't ask me to do math in the morning.

Or anytime, really.

me: oh i have a question for you
will you crunch some numbers for me? im too stupid
Rachel: sure
and you're not
me: i need to figure out how much i spend on gas driving to work every week
i drive 280 miles/wk, get about 28 mi/gallon, have a 13 gallon tank, and gas is about 2.60/gallon
i dont even know if i need all that info, but i have no idea how to figure it out
ha
Rachel: really ruth?
Sent at 11:33 AM on Monday
me: um yes
hey i have a headache!!
i cant think straight
Rachel: so if you drive 280 mi/week and your car gets 28 mi/gallon, then you use 10 gallons of gas a week
me: if i really tried, i could, but you can do it a lot faster than me
Rachel: and if gas is 2.60/gallon, then you spend $26/week on gas
me: oh
ha
haha im laughing right now
Rachel: why do you need to know this?
me: so i can make myself a budget!
Rachel: ohh got it!
me: haha thank you
Rachel: you're welcome

Via gchat, on a Monday morning. Ack.

I Wish I Could . . .

. . . speak Spanish fluently.

. . . type really fast. (I guess I should have finished up that keyboarding course in 7th grade, right Mom?)

. . . be more sure of myself.

. . . know how to style my hair better after having it for, oh I don't know, twenty-one years.

. . . master Excel.

. . . have a more successful blog.

. . . live on my own.


Maybe I need to make a goal list like this one

Reunited!

Jana's home!

And it feels so good.


I've got her for a whole five days, and I can't wait to get the show on the road.

How I've missed this girl.

Wanderlust

I am experiencing some pretty intense

wanderlust

right now.

More to follow on this

topsy-turvy Monday morning

of my life . . .

(Photo via Samara York)

(Love her photos!)

Monday Morning Kick in the Pants

(Photo via manysmallguesses, via my creative fling [I seriously look forward to Monday mornings just so I can see what her next Kick in the Pants will be! You should really check her out.])