I have become a huge wimp. Ever since we put in our air conditioners, little tiny bugs have appeared on our walls & ceiling. They're tiny and I envisioned them falling on me in my sleep and thus made Tim climb around squishing them in Kleenex. I don't know exactly when I became too much of a wimp to do it myself.

This morning, there was some kind of large bug (like 1") with antennae and a hard shell body (you could just tell). I tried to squish him under a book on the carpet but every time I checked he was still wriggling. It was the worst. I was suddenly hit with guilt. Some how, the size of this bug, and kiling it myself made me feel guilty, and I definitely couldn't squish him in Kleenex, ewwww.

There's a lot going on. Making wedding progress... signed up for two excersise classes through community ed ... my office is moving. I even, dare I say it, feel happy. I didn't expect to, especially considering how crummy I felt 2 weeks ago. Maybe I dealt with what I needed to then.

Work has been going well. This new job I started in March was the best thing ever. I feel like it's a real job, with real responsibilities. Not that the past 2 weren't, but I guess this one's just a good fit and I can say "yeah I do this." It's mostly independent, and working with a small (15?) group of students. My boss is totally laidback and has a thousand other things going on so as long as things are going smoothly for me, and getting done, he focuses his attention on the other 999 things he's got going on. It's just good. I'm moving my office Thursday which is sort of a daunting task (which I have, of course been procrastinating on). Luckily, once I mail out the boxes of stuff filling my floor space, I just need to dump files into boxes (my predecessor cleaned and organized thoroughly before leaving). One fun thing is I'm not actually moving anything, as opposed to moving apartments, so there's none of that "hmmm can I lift this?" worry.

Had dinner with an old friend last night. We reminisced about college.... I think the best thing was just having all of your close friends living close by. It's so strange now to be spread out and have to make plans 2 weeks in advance to see each other. Oh well .... at least we do, right?

Man, I would LOVE it if I still got summer vacation. That was the best.

I'm in a place right now where I'm very easily sucked into a slump. Feeling crappy, don't wanna do anything, definitely don't want to go to work (even though I like my job). Gotta fight it! Take my vitamins (especially the "b"s), make plans, get out.

It's just hard to believe it's almost been a year. It's strange to suddenly find myself feeling overly emotional and sensitive.

It feels good being kind of productive with the wedding stuff. Makes me feel a little more motivated.

I'm totally re-hooked on reading. It took me the better part of a year to get through Love in a Time of Cholera. (Sidenote--remember Serendipity? It's the book she puts the note in). Not that it wasn't good, I just wasn't all that interested in picking it up. Normally if a book wasn't holding my attention, I'd swap to another one for a bit, but I wasn't feeling it. Then suddenly I cruised through the rest of it, read Julie & Julia in a matter of days (very fun book, maybe me really want my own project, or to take a class--something!), read Postcards on vacation (interesting/different) and now I'm nearly finished with the Mermaid Chair.

I think my new voracity for books is also partly due to my now being hooked on the train. I love taking the train to work. It's so easy, even when I don't get the express, I love it. My trip is quick and smooth and there's no traffic and 90% of the time the train is right on schedule.

Things are good.

Adrienne and I are talking book swap. What should I read next?

WOW

So much has happened.

I totally lost my steam back in February. My dad got sick and was in the hospital for a month, home for a month or so, and had another surgery a few weeks ago. He's doing a lot better and life is finally starting to feel normal again.

The other big news is that Tim and I are engaged. In mid-April on a rainy Wednesday he completely surprised me by insisting we go to dinner in Boston, refusing to tell me where we were going, insisting we walk through the Public Gardens, and popping the question right before dinner and took me to the Stanhope to celebrate. A spectacular night. We've already set the date and are planning for the wedding. We've got a blog on the subject. Check it out at jenandtimgetmarried.blogspot.com. Starting that got me thinking about picking this up again.

So here I am.

Let's see what's to come.