A Year Later

I have been meaning to write.  I swear I have.  I just logged in and realised that,well, it's been a full year without posts.  One year and three days to be precise.  Even better?  My last post was a promise to post more.

This one is not a promise to post more - I know better than to say that I will.  I will continue to post as the mood strikes, but I am now hopeful that the mood will strike more often.  This may seem unlikely given I am busier than ever with coursework, church, marriage, friends and all of that, but I also have a lot more energy and focus. I have learned that I have at the very least a gluten intolerance, and at the most, Celiac's disease.  I will go in for further testing soon, after a two week period of self-torture in which I eat gluten again.  Even if the test for Celiac's is negative though, I am sticking with my gluten free diet which seems to leave me will a whole host of benefits, not the least of which is energy to be awake more than ten hours a day, and productive a good lot of it.

I have completed one semester at seminary, and it has been the most wonderful experience.  Don't get me wrong.  This is a Master's degree.  It's tough.  The expectations and the workload are high, but at the same time, I am enjoying it.  Admittedly, this semester has not gotten off to quite as delightfully organised a start as the last one, but I am going to blame that on medical tests and the like.  I've spent more time learning about my own body and health (rather than simply trying to care for it) than I did last semester, and my time management has adjusted itself around that, and not in productive ways.

Tonight I still need to read more for school, work on a couple of journal entries for one course, a poetic analysis for another, and maybe even get some reading done for a Book Club I will be hosting starting February 7th.  fortunately, I still have time.