Countdowns

5 days until my very first half-marathon.

12 days until I am sunning it up in Miami.

I'm excited. Chris and I went running yesterday, and he got tired first. That in itself is an accomplishment. Bad news: my running partner has strep. Prayers that she recovers by Saturday, or I'm going at all 13.1 miles on my own.

Work is interesting. Although I am making money consistently, it isn't much. 400/ week, and I'm commuting. That's 125 dollars a month in gas, plus no benefits, which makes it 100 dollars a month in insurances. I like it enough. But most importantly, it is experience in health care. All I have to do is make it 10 more months. Wish me luck.

School. I hate school. And that is unlike me. I hate school so much that I'm not going to talk about it beyond stating that I hate it.

I hope I get into nursing school. Please. Please. Please, God. Please.

I love my husband.

Bye.