If the month of November doesn’t kill me, it’s safe to say that I’ll (hopefully) be able to survive anything that life throws in my general direction.
I’ve got six home volleyball matches to cover, one of the more difficult team road trips to the state of Washington in just about a week and a half, and a whole host of things that I’m not allowed to talk about yet in the works.
Right now, the greatest crisis of my life IS my life, so I might as well start chronicling it.
Wish me luck.
And can someone out there remind me to eat on a regular basis?
– Kathryn, the Fake Redhead