So after being an absolute dork-on, without a brain at 9:55am, leaving someone behind because my neural pathways weren't warmed up yet, I am getting over the guilt, and I'll deal.

It's Sunday morning. Finals start this week. Michael made a funny comment regarding the one left on the doorstep, he said he was just trying to be the "Softer side of Sears." I laughed and said that I don't have time to be the softer side of Sears. Hardware, yes. Saws, sledge hammers and chisels. Sadly but truly, that is me right now. He asked about my credit load. After hearing 21 and remembering that I work also, he conceded and laughed. "You're gonna fall in love so hard." He'll have to work, and I mean hard. After all I have dealt with, especially in the last little bit of time, if you're out there, you'd better start doing pull ups because I am sure the only thing I'll be able to do is push you away.

So, amidst a sermon that intermingled with "The Grinch" poetry, I caught a couple of wisdom tidbits, completely unrelated:

I feel obligated to do everything. I feel like I have to take care of everyone, but that's not my responsibility. My life of premature independence has molded me this way. I am not complaining, I am thankful, I've just got to figure out how to unscrew myself. I need to figure out what are realistically my responsibilities and what I am accountable for. I need to not overcommit.

And then in a different vein, the pastor asked what in our lives needs to change for the better? What do we need to repent for? Are we focused on spiritual things? How are my attitudes and behaviors?

And now onto finals.