Tuesday, December 15, 2009

A Sure Remedy for Doubt

With this torturous Fall semester over and done with, I can finally see the light at the end of my master's degree tunnel—the tunnel I've been in for the last two years. I can't believe it's been two years. It feels like it's been ten. Now that I can actually see the end nearing {Don't worry, by "end" I mean the end of working on my degree.}, I'm often left with a feeling of doubt. Doubt that I'll be able to know what do to and where to go after I'm finished with school. Doubt that I'll be able to pull off my master plan. And what in the world is my "master plan" anyway? Can someone please tell me so I can get on with my life?! Man, so much angst. I feel just like Angela Chase felt right after Jordan Catalano decided to cruelly ignore her at the Buffalo Tom concert. Oooh, by the way, I finally got to see Jordan Cat...uhh, I mean Jared Leto in person! Yes, it's true. I was no more than 10 feet away from him at one point during the 30 Seconds to Mars concert a couple weeks ago. Awesome. And he's just as beautiful in person as I've always imagined he would be. Anyway, back to my angst. Whenever I've been a bit overwhelmed with these feelings of doubt, I've found that referring to the long list of great things in my life immediately washes away my anxiety. Reference to said list is a sure remedy for doubt. Works every time for me. And here's just a swatch of the many things I am truly grateful for—just some of the great things that add so much to my so-called life {sorry, had to throw one more Angela Chase reference in here}.

I'm grateful for the homemade centaur costumes that Matt and Leesh donned this past Halloween.

I'm grateful for Dave Grohl.

I'm grateful for Grandma Fern and the fact that she has never failed to wish me a happy birthday.

I'm grateful for being able to live with Hughler for the past two years. Poor Hugh passed away last Friday. Hugh's one responsibility while on earth was to be a true and loyal friend to Phil, and he fulfilled that responsibility perfectly. I miss him.

I'm grateful for Elvis and recently found out that The King is still alive and well! J/K, J/K, that's Isaiah, wearing yet another incredible homemade Halloween costume. And for that, I'm very grateful.

I'm grateful for Phil and for all the ways he helps me figure things out.

I'm grateful for irreplaceable friends like Mandy who are always willing to hop into photo booths with me.

I'm grateful for my fashionable niece and how she has taught me that there are only two certainties in life: 1) Animal print never goes out of style and 2) A girl should NEVER leave her house without a purse.

I'm grateful for Ruth and how she manages to make life more cozy.

I'm also grateful for long sidewalks and how they're perfect places to go when you need to mull something over in your head. {I love this picture of little peestola}

There's so much more I'm grateful for, but I'll stop here for now. Thanks for reading my blog.

Merry Christmas Everyone!