To say it's been CRAZY in my corner of the world would be more than an understatement. And to be honest I can't give you a rundown of why it's been so wacky. I just know from the time I get up in the morning until I crawl back in the blankets at night I feel like I'm going non stop.
It has been cold and raining here in the Sand Hills for the most part, until Saturday when the sun came out and it began to warm up. That's a good thing because we had our family Easter dinner on Saturday and then the kids had a blast hunting for the eggs Papa had hidden around the yard. I'm hoping the sunny days and warmer temps are here to stay. I love being able to have my windows and doors open and get all that musty, stale, winter residual out of the house.
Classes at Ashford are going well, my final grade in History was an A-. Now I'm in week 2 of a Philosophy class which seems to be an almost exact repeat of the previous Philosophy class I had last year. The text book is the same, and the topics for our final paper are the same. Unfortunately I can't use the same paper I previously wrote, so that means I will have to chose a different topic that I am *passionate* about.
I still think my house is making me sick. I haven't gotten any better, my nose still runs like crazy, dripping all the damn time, and I'm still coughing and wheezing. I'm also seeing some of the other symptoms of Black Mold toxicity in I'm now having muscle cramps and my skin has become extremely dry. When I sneeze it feels like someone has set my nasal passages, throat and upper chest ares on fire. When I am out of the house I have none of the respiratory symptoms, no sneezing, sniffling, runny nose, coughing... NONE of it. But let me be back in the house for even 15 short minutes and everything starts all over again. Unfortunately, we haven't been able to find a different place to live yet, so I'm still taking things slow. Hopefully by the end of this month we will be able to have something different lined up.
One of the MOST important things that has happened is I have been chosen to receive the Inspiring Pagan Award from Kallan over at The Secret Life of the American Working Witch. This was more than unexpected and I am humbled to be thought of so highly by a person who I look up to myself. I am me... what you see or read in this blog is exactly who I am. I honestly do not think I am anything special, so it always amazes me when someone comes to me for advice, or asks my opinion or gives me an award like this one. Kallan really makes me sound pretty good, so if you want to see what she wrote, you can find that here.