It has been SO hard getting through this final class. I’m almost to a point where I feel so disconnected that it has become a sociological experiment to see what new things will be said in it that leave me shaking my head. It happens every week, so I’d have to say with a high degree of confidence that it’s not just my quirky sense of humor taking over.
I’m hanging in there with work and because I was so productive this week, I don’t have that same panicky anxiety hanging over my head as I go into my personal long weekend of writing and drafting and editing. Tomorrow is a vacation day, earmarked specifically for writing and Starbucks.
This brings up an interesting point: Why is it that studying goes so much better with coffee and snacks?
***Mental note – was typing quickly and NATURALLY the cursor blipped and I ended up off on some other page, so I had to come back to this draft. Ugh. I hate it when I lose my thoughts. Note, that was “thoughts” not “mind”. There is a clear distinction.***
Well. It’s time for sleep. I would like to get max done tomorrow so that the draft will go out to the team on Saturday and I’ll be free to spend a bit of time with my oldest when he returns from his trip to Canada. I miss him so much. He sent a brief email today and it was sweet, ending with “I miss you mom.” I got weepy, but happy. I’m glad he went on this adventure but BOY will I be a happy mom when he’s back.
That’s it for me. I’ve had a good evening cuddling with my short guy. He’ll be with dad all day tomorrow and then more cuddles tomorrow night.