I am so tired. This is actually my second actual attempt at posting something but trust me I’ve made a thousand more mental attempts this past week.
One of my Abuelas died on Sunday. It wasn’t the one that lives next door to me but the one that lived less than a mile away from me– my Dad’s mom. It was unexpected. She actually had been in the hospital about three weeks ago with double pneumonia but she recovered and had been home over a week. She died in her sleep and from what my dad tells me, looked very peaceful so that was a huge relief to us.
I am down to one grandparent now. This is the first time I have had a close connection to the goings on of an estate. I’m not involved directly– my dad and his two sisters are the ones that know the details and I haven’t asked, but I’ve been helping cleaning the house and will most likely be in charge of the future garage/estate sale because I like doing that kind of stuff. But I have been witnessing the stress that comes with estates. Wow. I don’t want to go into details because I don’t want to potentially offend someone but to put it plainly, two siblings appear to be on one page while one is on another and that has added a weird layer to the week that I feel has even possibly interfered with proper mourning but maybe I’m wrong.
It has been an exhausting week. I have had this weird post nasal drip thing that is causing this crazy coughing fit to start up every morning around 4 or 5 in the morning even if I take medicine at night. So that is not making resting any easier and it shows. I look beat up.
I got my first Pre-Calculus test back. The class average was 65. Yours truly got a 97. No curve for this one.
I was supposed to have my second test last night. I had emailed my professor on Tuesday letting her know what had happened. I was trying to squeeze in studying wherever I could but frankly, there was NO spare time. She finally emailed me back yesterday morning asking if I would like more time for the test. YES PLEASE.
Last Friday I used a bunch of boxes and things to create a makeshift standing desk. It’s pretty awesome and precarious looking.
My favorite part about it is that when I’ve got certain Pandora stations playing (like Santigold) I end up dancing at my desk a lot. I have my door only slightly open and not many people wander over this far down the hall but I’m pretty sure I’m totally going to get caught busting a move any day now. I can’t help it. Dancing is in my Cuban blood.
My dad is blogging! He’s a social worker and his blog, ProgressNote.org focuses on adolescents, especially as far as ADD and ADHD are concerned in that area because that’s what he does these days. He keeps things brief but really informative so if you have a need for this information, or know someone who does, please pass it on!He seriously knows his stuff. At the funeral, so many people came up to me to tell me how amazing he is at his job and what a huge help he is to the team he works with. That made me happy. My dad is awesome.
I’m going to get my taxes done this weekend. Have you done yours yet? I have a refund due. I want to buy a new bed, but I need to fund Summer Camp.I guess I’ll just have to live with the ridiculous dent in the middle a while longer. I want to pay off the credit card with the 31.99% APR but I MUST fund Summer Camp.
I owe you a post on February’s De-Frumpiness Project. And I need to remember (or choose) what’s going on this month because I really need a kick in the butt right now.
I’m the Maid of Honor for my cousin’s upcoming wedding in July. Not that it’s likely to happen or anything but seriously remind me to never ever get married again. Ever.
What’s been going on in your world lately? I have a lot of catching up to do blog-wise.