This afternoon I had my 3rd session for Cognitive Behavioural Therapy. It is going well but I want it to go faster, which is the complete opposite of the whole point of CBT. Patience has never been one of my assets. It is something I need to always be aware of and work on. 

I rounded up my son's grade 12 class and measured them for their graduation gowns. Do you know how incredibly interesting it is to sit and just listen to a bunch of 17 and 18 year olds talk to one another when they don't know you are listening? It is one thing to have them in the car but a totally different story when you are just sitting in the corner. A couple of girls had just got back from a spare block where they had been at the mall and bought a goldfish.  They are going to "co-parent" it. (Their words, not mine.) Next week when they get some more money they are going to buy "furniture" for his home. They named the fish Gus. I can't tell you how glad that they are measured. I put the order through online this evening. It was causing me so much anxiety. I was born responsible but I don't like when that many people are relying on me to get things right and on such an important occasion. Whoever said, "Don't sweat the small stuff. PS- It is all small stuff." did not have the responsibility of making sure a graduating class got the proper graduation gowns in the right sizes/colours/styles and with the proper accessories. I am glad that particular part of it is over. It was causing me way too much stress. When I volunteered for the position I was in a better head space. Anyway, it is done and I am glad.

And oh, I love this time of the year when the clocks have changed! It is 7:15 and still light out. I want to bound and leap around in the back yard. 

"Just let your heart lead and your feet will follow, and we'll bound and leap like a gentle breeze. Bound and leap like a zephyr set free. Bound, and, of course, leap."