Look What Came In The Mail For Me

Oh No

I am in a state of utter panic.
I start teaching tomorrow. Three classes. Tomorrow morning, I will be staring at a room full of 4-year olds and their parents. I am mortified.
I have a million things to do and it feels like I have suddenly run out of time. My nerves are shot. I've been running around like a chicken without a head. I burst into tears when I opened the fridge and discovered we were out of milk this morning. Russ was all too glad to leave me in a frenzied heap this morning and scoot off to his cool new job at the airport.
I have to go to the store and buy paper and Scotch tape and crayons. I have to print assessment and attendance forms. I have to get a map to Salt Lake Community College so I don't get lost. I have to read through the lesson plans so I don't sound like a blubbering fool tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
A blessing will probably help. And a back rub. We'll see if Russ will comply.

June 3, 1995

Fifteen years ago today, I was baptized by my dad. It was a beautiful day and I still remember the wonderful feeling I had. These pictures are dated and hilarious, but precious to me all the same.