My striving; My idols.

Wow, I have been pretty frustrated these past few days, though I have good reason, I still wonder why it matters so much to me that I might get an A- instead of an A . . .

On the drive home from my final, I guess I feel like I like the rush of getting an A. I like the way it makes me feel to have something to prove that I did my best, and that my best . . . is as good as it can get.

Especially, that last part.

But what about once schools over? How will I find that challenge, that rush, that sense of concurring, and achievement then? In my job I guess it'll be hearing good words from my supervisor . . . but what if my supervisor isn't a big "vocal" person. Well, maybe it'll be in paying off debt and watching our savings go up . . .well, maybe.

And what about on the Homestead? That'll be the same thing day in, and day out - and do you really get congratulated or a sense of accomplishment from doing the things you're supposed to do, each day, to get by.

So will I really enjoy that life as much as I think I will? Once that thrill is no longer coming in at least once a semester?

Gonna meet Jesus on that one - I'll be back.