I have a tendancy to get overwhelmed.  I kindof just live my life recreationally, and plan to manage responsibility as it comes.  Occasionally, enough responsibility piles up that I realize I couldn't get it all done the day before and have fun doing it, and I begin to hyperventilate.

This morning was one of those days.

I'd say there were two reasons for the feeling of dread that overtook me:

1. The first day of a semester of graduate school
I hate the first week of school.  It's all teachers telling you EVERYTHING that must be done in the next 4 months, and I have a tendancy to feel like I need to get that all done in the following 24 hours.  I usually don't want to do much of it either.  Or at least not in the timeline that they give me.

Oh well, I go to grad school to get a degree, not to have fun doing it, neccessarily.

2. Yesterday
Yesterday was a singular piling of intensity in my life.  These 5 large things happened within 6 hours of eachother:
--After having quit his job 1 week ago, Dale got his first call back!
--Dale got hired as a small business consultant working roughly 10 hours per week for the forseeable future.
--Dale got a second call back from a second company who may interview him this week!
--Dale is now a partner in the HR consulting firm LaineDale Associates.


All good things, some, very exceptional things.  All very big, or relate to something very big.  And somewhat unfathomable when bundled all together.

These two situations happening within 4 days of eachother... I'll tell you when I no longer have to focus on keeping my breathing even and steady.