Finding inspiration...

Remember the name Lou Dean, I'll get back to it...

Finally back home . . . Ah, sweet, peaceful, tranquil ~ home!
I am a woman in transition, right now people. It's looking like I'll be going back to school in a few weeks ~ (yea! / drat!) <- I've mixed emotions, can you tell??? I had appointments, this morning, to see about school registration. Don't want to leave that to the last minute and chance not being able to get into a class that I will be needing. I mentioned this appointment to Mom and she mentioned a Doctor's appointment for the same morning. Since she no longer has an "operational" vehicle (subject for another post, perhaps? evil, grin....) I told her I could drop her off in tandem with my appointment and then swing by to get her when I was done. Well.....slidding to sleep last night..... I forgot about it...her... the Doctor thing. She had foresight enough, however, to call and remind me early, early this morning... Of course I'm feeling the unsettling pressure of not being settled so I was rushed and just a jiff rankled, getting around this morning... getting started on the wrong side of the bed... dust-bunnies flying in one ear and out the other... you'd think I'd been taking lessons from the Queen of Panic, if you'd have crossed my path. [Shameful behavior!] <- (who knows maybe it goes with creative ferver?) Any who! ~ I did not need to have been so "rushed" this morning!!! I got Mom to the clinic and got over to the college ~ a bit late ~ but in fine shape ~ as there wasn't a huge line up of people to talk to [the admissions advisor]. I will go back and take a 'compass test' to see where they'd rank my reading/english skills. The results will determine class selection with the course out-line, Graphic Design. (Finally gonna pursue my creative genius where 'er it takes me people! Yes! Yes? Yes... ) So! I wanted to get it done immediately, 8:30 am tomorrow, I'll be back in there for that. Waiting, also, for transcripts from Hastings over the work I did there. The visit didn't take that long so I went back over to the clinic to wait for Mom... 2 and 1/2 HOURS after I'd initially dropped her off ~ she sticks her head back into the waiting room and says "Oh! You are out here waiting for me!" *Sheesh!* She was very vague about why the dang appointment took so bloody long. 1st something about them rebooking her time and then not notifying her... but that almost seemed like it would have shortened things up because she said she got in sooner than she'd thought and then something about the Specialist wanting to view the lastest x-rays on her and the other hospital (Kearney) having kept them ~ not forwarding them on to McCook. Hummm. Next time I'll just ask the desk where's she's at and go hang with her. As long as we were both just sitting around looking at magazines, we just as well have been doing that together!

She insisted on taking me out to lunch then to make up for the long wait at the clinic and I let her. Good grief. Save me the time and effort of getting something around here, and it was very nice of her, we had a good lunch together.

So. There you are my fun filled morning. The rest of the day I'm 'free' to o, post this and then get crackin' on the household chores... considerable they are too... I want to have everything I own sorted out before I go back to school. In a major mood to purge and pitch as it will be a year or two of some really hard work and I don't think I can stand any drain from clutter hanging over my busy little head!

OH! The Lou Dean name? I found some sweet inspiration from this person in the form of a magazine article. Lou Dean's latest article: Promises To Keep, Fall 2004, October issue of Family Circle Magazine.... The story, which caught my eye from the title and a picture of a Big Cheif notebook, is a personal profile of the writer's journey as both divorced mother and struggling author and is an inspirational testimony of what courage and faith can do. The author weaves her story around a declairation of "I will..." written in her Father's hand sometime after things had got tough for him and found, as things were getting tough for her ~ years later. The story reminded me of a book I've read titled "Write it Down, Make it Happen" amazing stories of what [Miracles!!!] can happen when you focus your positive energies. Then I found Ms Dean's web page when I, finally!, got home and fell in love with the short bit of story under 'Awards, newsclippings...' [Calling all animal lovers to check that one out!]

OK! Time to focus! Better get out the Big Chief and begin a new, "I will... "
Cheerios 2u all!
Dorko