It has been hot here. And we don’t have AC. I am going to Las Vegas to meet my family. My sister and Winemonkey are going. I don’t want to make any more decisions.
I think that is my biggest problem these days. Decisions. I can’t seem to make them. And trying to make them sends me into these fits where I want to cry, run, and punch someone in the throat all at the same time.
I have about a month to get my shit together to teach. I am nervous and I still have a month to go.
I have only 1 more week of work left before I go on vacation and begin preparing for classes.
I finally have an outcome on the last chapter of the dissertation. Good thing too. Because the thought of not getting finished is enough to finish me. Should have worked on it today, but instead I made myself another pair of pants and watched Dodgeball.
FYI – when your washer stops running, it means one of two things:
1. Your clothes are done being washed, or
2. Your washer can not handle washing ~3 loads of laundry in one load.
That is great news about your dissertation. There IS light at the end of the tunnel, my friend. I know what you mean about decisions…. i’m pretty sick of making them myself these days and my parents are visiting in two weeks. It’s like parallel lives. BTW, is you sister mad I didn’t hook up with them when they were in town? It was late… I’m old.
You know, don’t worry! Cause ummm… oh, I don’t really have any great words of wisdom and all that stuff. However, :-) .