7 - !

Exuberance, exultation, and ebullience! This day marks the seventh month of Zack's and my dating relationship: ups, downs and everything in between; the cumulative effect has been one of happiness and joy. So grateful I am for such a sweet, strong, open, honest, wonderful man and that he has yet to be scared off by me.

In other news, I'm getting to enjoy my summer break from classes. Phew. The last few weeks have been occupied by moving, chauffeuring, studying, packing, testing, unpacking, meeting, cleaning, cooking and myriad other chores. Most of the major tasks requiring time and energy have been accomplished (bro and sis are moved; sis started new job and is enjoying it!), lessening the length of my agenda for the next week. Classes for myself shall resume next Monday with a twice a week painting class for five weeks followed by the second semester of elementary physics filling the following five weeks.

Painting sounds like fun.

Physics sounds like a run to the drug store for acetaminophen.

Thankfully, my bro will be available to help with physics, if he is willing.

Prayers that I'm not swallowed by black holes would be appreciated, as always.

Calgon won't cut it today.

Nostalgia has struck, with a quick, slight movement. I was updating my profile picture (which was about two hair colours and three haircuts out-of-date) for this blog when I spotted this picture amid the many snapshots saved on my laptop.

My immediate thought was, "I want to go back to that day."

Perhaps it was more of a desire to feel that joy and abandon to the evening. The agenda was enjoying Zack's company and it was fulfilled.

Finals week is upon me, which isn't a spit-eliciting phrase this semester. I only had two physical final exams, both this morning. Left to complete are an online written exam for my fingerspelling class and an interview with my sign language instructor, as part of the final evaluations. It hasn't been bad, but there is the constant desire to be able to call everything done and walk away, leaving myself to while my days as I please. At 25 there are hopefully many days left in which to do some whiling.

At present I'm just unsettled. This too shall pass.