All of the students are gone before 3:30 this afternoon. I am totally shocked. I am glad. I am sitting here by myself waiting on Jerry to come pick me up. He should be here by 4:30.
During lunch, one of my nostrils cleared up. Why in the world does one nostril clear up and the other stay congested. I have yet to figure that one out. I feel a little better.
I am still editing my father's book. He has some deep stuff in the book. It is a book about Christian Discipleship. He challenges the reader to really think. He is challenging me because I have to think like he thinks. Oh, Lord, help here somebody.
I received an email from someone who will remain nameless at this time. I believe that the person is a bit upset with me at the moment. That's the tone I got from the email. I am working on correcting it.
I really hate pop-up windows, but who doesn't. (I felt that one.)
Excuse me, I gotta go wipe my runny, itchy eyes.
Later!
P.S. Is it alright if I get my praise on right quick? 1-2-3, let's go in with it.
This is the personal diary of deartra d. Boone, where she posts her current thoughts, feelings, interests, and other things as needed. Everything that is written here, is In HER Own Voice!
