"Just Friends," Food, and Fatigue

T minus eleven days until my family gets here for all the graduation festivities. It is becoming a crazy busy weekend: my parents and brother arrive in College City on Thursday afternoon, then my advisor and another professor are hosting a happy hour for me and another student, followed by the ceremony for my degree program; Friday morning is the school-wide ceremony, followed by a reception, then we're going to a baseball game that night. Saturday is a big family dinner/celebration with aunts and uncles and cousins. Sunday, my popsicle and brother head home; Mama Bear is staying for a week to hang out with me. Anyone else exhausted already?

Had a mostly lovely weekend. Friday after a lunch with my advisor, I was suddenly craving more company—so I texted a friend of mine from undergrad who still lives in town. We got coffee and went for a loooong walk in this beautiful old seminary near campus. This is a good friend who I've known for years, though we got closer after graduating and realizing we'd both be sticking around College City. I think he has a crush on me (pretty sure I've written about him before, but I don't feel like searching through old posts to find a link, sorry) and there's always this slight icky sense of me holding him at arm's length. This sounds totally cliche I know, but it truly is a matter of "not wanting to jeopardize our friendship" because he is a great friend. I just don't have feelings for him beyond that, but I have to say.... as we were walking and talking, I did feel more comfortable and at home with him than I do with most people. It's just so darn easy to talk to him and have a good time, you know? Kinda wishing I "liked him" liked him.

Anyway, then yesterday morning I went to a farmer's market with a friend from my grad program. We didn't do any hardcore food shopping, just bought stuff for a picnic and hung out in the sun for a while. Last night I went to a Cinco de Mayo party. It was authentic. There was salsa.

This week should be another relatively low-key one. I've got work on a couple of days, a data training on Tuesday afternoon, a meeting with J, lunch with a friend, Dr. P., and other random pre-graduation errands and such. For some reason I'm just totally exhausted. Maybe my brain/body know that I finally have some time and space to relax, and are letting their guards down? It's that full-body, achy, drained-to-the-bone exhaustion where all you want to do is collapse on the couch and not move. I guess it's lucky I don't have too much going on... Here's hoping I can hold it together.