Sunday - after the paint fiasco - I walked Josh out to his car as he was leaving for New York. We were saying good bye and I made a comment about it being the saddest part of the week. He agreed that Sundays are hard but he said he doesn't want me to live only for two days of the week.

I looked back over my blogging since he left for school in September and I realized that all I write about is the weekends. It's like everything between Sunday and Friday doesn't matter unless it involves me wishing it were Friday. That's no way to live - especially when it's my senior year and there are all sorts of fun things going on. That's why I'm making an effort to enjoy each day and not spend them wishing it were the weekend. I don't want to sell myself short or center my life around time spent with Josh. I love him, but I have to have a life of my own, or he's going to get bored with me for being so pathetic.

Thursday night is the Powder Puff football game. Kim and Lauren are both on the team so Molly and I are going to go and cheer them on. Molly was going to play but since she's homecoming queen she doesn't want to take a chance on getting hurt before the big game on Saturday.

Tonight we're working on the choir float for the parade. I'm psyched to help build it - even if I don't get to ride on it. I'll be on the homecoming court float.

And in between all of this stuff I have to work at the dance studio, go to choir practice and do homework! I really shouldn't dismiss week day activities! There's so much going on!