WEAK.ends.

I would like to start off by saying it is completely my fault that I had too eventful of a week and weekend. I jinxed myself because I wished for more excitement. That resulted in too much excitement. From now on, I will be grateful for what I have. I'm going to give a recap and hope that it is short and sweet.

MONDAY: Started the week off nice and easy, nothing eventful.

TUESDAY: There is a strange feeling in the office. Everyone is on edge. Kyle had a melt down about school and I had to help him get reorganized which caused me to have to cancel the line dancing class I had just signed up to take. My sister and her boyfriend wound up in a financial crisis and had to come up with $700 by Wednesday. He also found himself in the hospital and needed 8 staples in his head. Had nightmares all night and got next to no sleep.

WEDNESDAY: It was my little sis's (from my sorority) birthday and she recently moved to Texas. I had mailed her a gift and on Wednesday I found it returned in my mailbox requesting more postage. Everyone at the office is still on edge. Also Wednesday I went to Zumba at the YMCA. When I left, I slipped on the only patch of ice in the parking lot and hurt my knee. Again, had nightmares all night.

THURSDAY: The office feels like a war zone. I'm not sure how this happened. Arrived at Walmart to pick up my pictures ten minutes after the photo lab closed. Walked the track at church while Kyle coached basketball and a little kid ran around the corner right into me and fell. I felt so bad! Late Thursday while I'm sleeping I am woke by someone repeatedly slamming their door. After 20 minutes of this I got up to see what was going on. I look out side to see a man climbing into the apartment 2 doors down. I freaked out because I live alone and I had no idea who he was. I called the cops and they came and talked to him. It ended up that he lived there (although I had never seen him) and lost his keys. He tried to call the landlord 4 times but didn't get an answer so he busted out the window. (I'm still not sure why he didn't just stay at a friends house until the maintenance staff let him in.) I try to go back to sleep and am woke up every hour by some kind of noise. First it was birds on my window air unit, then a Jetson-type sound coming from my thermostat, then the alarm radio from my neighbors bedroom.

It is now FRIDAY. I spill coffee (which I obviously needed from having no sleep) on my gloves. The office has gone from war zone to uncomfortably quiet. I spend 6 hours working on a drawing, only to have the computer freeze, shut down, and not back up the file. I have to finish the drawing in 2 hours. I sit through a miserable 2 hour Burris High School basketball game while Kyle converses with 8th graders who played on the team he coached last year. (The game would have been fun except for the fact that Burris was blown out of the water and I had no one to talk to.)

SATURDAY: I oversleep (because it's the first time all week I don't have nightmares or loud neighbors). I have no time to clean my disaster of an apartment because I'm now running late to Kyle's basketball game at church. I take mail to my sister and realize I forgot to bring my laundry home to wash. I go back to the apartment and get my laundry and then go back home. I ended up making another trip back and forth although now I cannot remember why. I spend an hour and a half trying on formal dresses in Castleton and can't find one that is appropriate for a fundraiser event in my price range, style preference, and size. Kyle and I get stuck in traffic for an hour and just barely make it to Monster Jam (of course this causes an argument and we are both in foul moods because of it). Kyle later walks us 4 blocks out of the way in downtown Indy in 7 degree weather to an expensive bar that I didn't even want to go to. I also receive a text from my friend Katie whose boyfriend of 1.5 years has just broken up with her completely out of left field.

SUNDAY: I sleep through my church alarm and just barely wake up in time for Sunday dinner at Kyle's grandparents. Later, I drive to Indy to have dinner with Katie and another friend. After driving an hour there and waiting for 15 minutes at the restaurant, Katie decided she just didn't want to get out of bed. We finally persuade her to come and she spills the whole breakup story. Mackenzie and I end up more confused about the breakup and annoyed with him. Katie is a mess and there wasn't much we could say to console her. (I mean really, how do you say you want to marry someone and then break up with her a week later, all because your friend from third grade, who doesn't know your girlfriend, convinces you that your relationship sucks and is going no where?!) I call Kyle on the way home and give him the scoop and he tells me about an announcement at the evening church service. We are now looking for a new secretary and a new pastor. They both resigned because they were having a year long AFFAIR! Whoa! (talk about left field). Our pastor has run away and we aren't real sure where he went. He told all the deacons and the associate pastors and then fled the state. So the associate pastor made the announcement (this was necessary because so many people were involved; both were married with multiple children and their whole families belong to the church) and everyone is outraged. The secretary asks for forgiveness and her husband says that they will be working through it. The pastor's wife announces that they are divorcing but that is all she knows since he left. The church decides to help support her until she can get her life figured out (she just has a part time job) and that upset some people.

Overall, it was a weird week, full of strange incidents. I'm praying that this week is more relaxing and less eventful.

Now that I think about it... the week led up to a FULL MOON.