I'm tired.

Since I last posted, I have run a 5K, finished a quilt, shopped for and made 6 gallons of strawberry bisque, done laundry, unofficially planned the next 2 years of my life, spent some fantastic quality time with my nephew, been to 2 different bridal showers for 2 different roommates, filled my gas tank at least 3 times, talked to my mother on the phone about a million times, and caught some cold-ish, flu-ish, thrush-ish something that makes me tired. I don't have time to get sick. I'm not done with my list of things to do yet. I guess the shining factor in all of this is that fact that sick or not, I'm still going. I got an email yesterday letting me know that one of the kids I grew up with was killed in a car accident yesterday. He was coming home to baptize his daughter. Life is so fragile and I'm still so blessed. Tired or not.