Stress Anyone?

Could life get anymore hectic? The answer is probably. Honestly though, I'd rather not have to think about that. Reinventing PeaceJam mentors for the third year in a row is turning out to be a daunting task since no one seems interested. We are dangerously close to falling into the same traps as Alpha Sigma Phi, and even more dangerously close to ending up like them too. Where did all the people go? We need to redirect and focus on recruitment. I mean, how can you put on spiffy service projects if there aren't people to execute them?

No one showed up to our meeting and no one came to our fundraiser. . .
We've pushed back the date for our Dance for Darfur. . .
Stress anyone?

On top of figuring out PeaceJam Mentors and devoting a ton of time to it I haven't slept in about a week. I hear on the job I applied for today. One minute I think I nailed it and I've got the job. The next, I am thinking, "What was I thinking applying!?" Hopefully, it's good news today.

On a daily basis our kittens turn from cute and cuddly to fuzzy little gremlins. Note to Zoe and Izzy: climbing my curtains is not okay. . . Neither is biting my feet in the middle of the night.

Jesse's sweet. He's been randomly surprising me with fun excursions and/or adventures all week. The Halloween stuff is up at Target and Hobby Lobby so we spent a few evenings there drooling over all the fabulous decorations. Drop in some ColdStone, a marching band, and a road trip to see a house that looks like it belongs in New Orleans and you have one perfect week. This is why I love him. It doesn't matter that I've been wicked busy. It all melts away when I'm with him.