Posted February 1st, 2004 by Michelle

In one of those familiar turn of events, the week I should have been writing is the week when there is no time. There are easily 20 moments in this past week that deserve pen to paper but it has simply not been possible- not when I have to get up as early as I do to get to work or class. It’s been non-stop since a week ago Saturday, not one day off, and every single day has held some element of surprise, some excellent curve ball. I’ve not had time to think about most of them, let alone write about anything.

I have a possible new opportunity that could change my life, certainly for the better, and possibly even keep me here for a more specific amount of time. I’ve not yet felt grounded here, not on any level. I’ve felt that at any moment, I might just lift off and float away. This has the possibility of making me feel a little more connected to my life here. But I won’t know until next week how real this opportunity is, so I’m trying my best not to count on it. If it happens, I’ll yell it from the rooftops.

I finished my Mastering Wine class on Friday, and found it to be perfect. Karen MacNeil is one of the most gifted teachers I’ve ever known. Her passion, her authority, her very being is extraordinary, and I am sorely sad that I won’t spend the next couple of years of my life in her company. Being around a woman so involved, so brilliant- it’s almost enough to make me think I really, truly want to pursue this.

I’m at work as I write this, so I can’t finish even a single thought without interruption. I hope to have a little time tonight to do what I gotta do.