busy as a bee

i like being busy. no, actually, i love it. i love feeling important. and like i'm needed. i like running from activity to activity from 8 am straight through til 8 pm. i like feeling tired at the end of the day. i like feeling that i've accomplished something. i like pleasing people.

but what i don't like is being forced to come to conclusions about such complex topics as the nature and mission of the Church. i'm not very good at expressing myself or communicating my ideas clearly and cleverly. and sometimes (especially in this case) i feel like i don't have anything to say--no comments, no opinions, no nothing.

oh, life is full of such wonderful things. things that comfort us and things that stretch us. i like it that way.

reflecting on relations

i am a freaking social chameleon. and sometimes that frustrates me to no end. i mean, when will i start being 100% ME on a consistent basis?

i think one reason i feel like this is because i fill so many roles--student, daughter, employee, roommate, volunteer, friend, encourager.... and therefore have so many various responsibilities and expectations to live up to.

my question, though, is this: will this feeling cease when i get a "real" job? or will this feeling--torn between my loyalties to so many different roles--persist in the real world?

[also, is it terrible that i brainstormed about this idea on the way home from the theater?]

hey, thanks

prompt of the day: Your family gathers for the holidays and you’re looking forward to the feast. At the table, grandma--who knows you hate being the center of attention--asks you to stand up and name the five things you are most thankful for. Instead of the usual, you decide to name a few silly things. What are they?

1. creation
2. cranberry sauce (the fake grocery store stuff)
3. car rides
4. cookies
5. the letter "c"