Kim Priore

So much going on people…it’s a little ridiculous.  I’m 20 pages away from the end of the semester.  Well that and an exam in a class that I didn’t really attend or do the reading for the whole 2nd half of the semester.  But I’m not really worried about that too much.  I mean it’s Old Testament, how bad can it be, right?  Some battles, some kings, a spy-hiding prostitute thrown in there somewhere, a few words you never knew were a euphemism for genitalia…and some more battles.  That’s pretty much it.  You heard it here first, folks, the Hebrew Scriptures in 30 seconds or less, by KP.   But at the moment it’s the paper that’s tripping me up, I just have total writers’ block.  I know I’ll pull it off, because I always do, but the question is more can I pull it off sooner and have some breathing room, aka time to pack, before my trip to Israel?

Which leads us to…my trip to Israel!!!  I cannot even BEGIN to comprehend that I’ll be seeing Doug and Mandy in less than a week!  Not to mention Little Shanny!  Oh yeah, and the HOLY LAND!!!!  So that’s exciting.

But I’m kind of freaking out at how fast January has gone by.  I don’t know why, I thought I’d have way more time to get stuff done and see people.  It’s a little freaky to me that I start classes like the DAY after I get back, and then, aside from Spring Break, the next chunk of free time I have will be….after graduation.  So I’ll either be unemployed, or starting some yet to be determined new job.  And said job might not be here.  And that is really sad to me.  Things that are freaking me out, in no particular order: that I might have to move to DC, or elsewhere; that my parents will be (barring a miracle) eventually selling this house and moving out of Natick – what?!? No Priores in the Home of Champions?  That’s like, a crime!…That even when my brother does move back to this side of the globe, it may not be to this state, and even if he does, I might not be here! And even if I stay, Nan might go!  It’s just too much, people, too much change.  Too many unknowns.  Change is not my strong suit.  That’s putting it mildly, lemme ‘splain, no, there is too much, lemme sum up…change scares the ever-lovin’ crap outta me.

So I’m trying to just take things one day at a time, and not freak out too much about things that are out of my control.  But that’s sooo much easier said than done.  Much like 24, I feel like I can hear the giant ticking clock in my head, and it’s the countdown to who knows what.  And in reality, there’s no Jack Bauer to save me and solve the un-solveable problems.  So I guess we’ll just have to wait and see how this season, of life and of 24, plays out.