Time -- Ain't on my Side

With four weeks to go in the semester, it surprises me how there is never enough time to get anything done. Professors, sadly, don't consult on due dates for projects, leaving everything due at almost the same time. That's where time management comes in handy, and let's face it. Time management is not my strong point.

In other news, things continue to feel good between Bobbie and myself. I had to go by Mulberry to talk with Dr. Thomas's secretary Vicki, which is conveniently located right next to where Bobbie works, so off I go to try and find her window. Naturally, I failed miserably but she did seem to appreciate the effort. We're talking regularly about moving in together now, and I'm surprised to say that I feel no hesitation in co-habitating with her. She's been good to me, she feels right to me, and I do want to wake up every morning to look at her and know that she's there. I just have no doubt that we're going to be together for a long time. I've been wrong before, but not so much since I've been medicated. She's worth every bit of effort and every bit of patience, especially since she does the same for me.

The days will drag but the weeks will fly. Gotta love Navy Philosophy.