To be fair (and slightly more specific)- most of these big things aren't technically happening to me. So, hey, remember how I said my cousin was having a baby? SHE HAD A BABY- so, much bigger for her than for me.
Still pretty big for me
Also this week, my beloved housemate/friend moved out officially (booo) and an Australian man has taken her place (as I write this, I have met him for approximately 5 minutes... He seems very nice!) which makes me officially queen of the house. Which I can't complain about. Again, this house move is bigger for both of them, but am I totally affected? I am. Am I acting like Becci (said ex-housemate, current friend) is dying? A little bit (quote of the week: "This will be my last Yum Yum Tree [our favourite chinese] ever." "I'M NOT DYING.")
And that's just this week, really. Over the last month I've moved workplaces, tied down that whole Masters dealy (i.e. I paid a deposit, so now I really have to do it) have been to the hospital way more times than I'd like, and really the fact that I've just kept on trucking is sort of impressive to me. I have been known to buckle under the pressure of a lot of change, but maybe when that change is in the right directions*, or at least in directions I don't mind turning, then it's all ok.
Or maybe I'm just kidding myself and will have an inevitable nervous breakdown when things have calmed down somewhat. But I don't think that's how it's going to go.
So, to sum up, things are happening and I am ok with them but if things could maybe happen a little bit less then that would be good and I would be ok with that, too. Basically, this is sort of an information post, but it's mostly here to stop me from ranting about the whole Israel thing because maaaaan do I have some fairly not-well-informed-politically, but morally-well-informed opinions on that whole mess. I try to save those kind of rants for people I know in life, just to keep them on their toes. Or something.
(Here's what I will say- how can America sell many, many arms to Israel and then go 'naughty Israel! You probably shouldn't do that or something but here you go, have another tank, shhhh'? Pluuuus many more thoughts. You don't want them all. You just don't.)
May your weeks be wonderful, but maybe a little bit less big-life-stuff-y than mine was this week. Just, for your own sakes, ya know?
*Not that Becci leaving is a step in the right direction! But I understand how it's good for her and not a terrible horror for my life. Oh yeah, and that whole hospital thing, but sadly, I'm kind of used to that at this point.