A little confession

No I didn't decide to run away to Hawaii, thought I've contemplating running off to several places the past few days. Apparently, I have no self-control! Admittedly, this is not much of a surprise to me.

I've been sneaking peeks into your blogs for the past couple of days. My only excuse is it gets me through the madness. I am still working on my paper. It's past midnight and I'm trying to figure out how to stretch out the three pages I've written so far into six (yes, I double space). This is a crazy week coming up for me, but I've decided that I can't stop blogging. I miss it too much. Less than two months now and I'm hooked.

I know I'll get through this week, I always do. My husband will be the first to tell you that I'm a total drama queen. I stress about assignments and worry that I'll fail and drive everyone crazy with my fretting. Then I always pass with flying colours. I think being a perfectionist and a neurotic is a bit of a bad combination sometimes. Actually, it's probably a bad combination all the time.

The picture above is from Hawaii last Christmas Eve. I had a crazy sunburn from being on the beach all day, but I was loving it. How I wish I was there right now...