Here we go again...

I've found solace in running. I can't be bothered, I can push myself, I can hurt my legs, I can make it up the hills, I can complete something, I can conquer it. Yesterday, I tried to run three miles again, and after half a mile, I wanted to die. So much for conquering...I made it 1.5 miles before I gave up and collapsed in Bryan's arms.


I'm doing well at work. My brochure was discussed by our new partner as "the best brochure ever" and my ad campaign has been called "lovely." Well, I'll be. Today, I awarded a scholarship to another partner from China.

A friend of a friend is staying with us at our house tonight. I don't mind guests, in fact, I love them. It's just odd to have a stranger in the house. At least it's a cool stranger.

This weekend, we're flying to visit family. It will be tough, but it is important. I don't think there's a better way to spend $800 than to be with family in a time of need. My heart is already breaking. I am not packing mascara.

Oh, and I still don't know what will happen or what we're planning to do. It's all confusing and scary and unpredictable. I just hope that this time next year, I'm happy, healthy and away from Oklahoma.