Ugh. I got it. I’m not terribly surprised, really, but I always try to beat it–I always try to convince myself that if I don’t act sick, and I keep up the same pace, same schedule, same everything, then I won’t actually become sick. Like Monica says on Friends, only weak people get sick. Surely one look at my plate would convince anyone that a meal that big could never fit in the body of a weakling. Yet there I was, trudging through school barely able to make it up the stairs without a breather, then white spots in front of the class, then a sweat-box style break. And that was just the first day. So maybe, just maybe, I’m not as strong as I thought.
And while that thought originally bugged me, it has kind of been nice. Our son has been a champ, and will sleep about 8 hours at a time now. This has been great, as I have been able to stay up into the wee hours working on any number of things. But the last few days, I have had to use my free time to sleep. Sure I didn’t plan very good lessons, but they didn’t flop either. Sure I didn’t grade everything that I wanted to, but the kids will be ok for another week or so. And sure I didn’t get around to finishing my last pieces of my evaluation project, but I have a whole week ahead of me–a week I am entering with more rest in my body than in weeks, so my head is high and hopes are up that progress will be great.
Thankfully I spent time early in the week working on revising my previously completed pieces, making them more cohesive. This should allow me time next week to work on my results and discussion sections. I am really excited to get one on one feedback in two weeks from Prof. Bullock or Kona, so that is motivating me to keep on working despite the ‘no class this week’ status that is flashing in neon in my head right now.
Sometimes, in a given situation that finds me on the spot, I think of just the right thing to say…two days later. I’m afraid that’s how my questions and comments for this week’s blog post will end up. I’ll have a great series of questions, poignant concerns, and intelligent commentary–after the class is over. I promise to try and use my powers of foresight to find something really good for next week’s blog.
as a break-up song plays in the background, I am, for some reason, and not because I am breaking-up with anybody or anything, reminded to think about how everything is, really.
