My brain is all over the place. One such place… relief. At least last night’s comps is over and it’ll be a week before I hear results on either set, so that means a week of freedom, right? Please tell me I’m right. The stress the last few weeks kind of got to me. Ugh! I was talking to one of the professors last Thursday and said that grad school is more stressful than any job I’ve had and I’ve had some stressful jobs. She laughed and said, yeah, in grad school, you have a deadline and have to work on something until it is finished, where as long as your job is one of those you can walk away from at the end of the day, you’re done until the next work day.
I think grad school is taking a toll on me… I look old. That’s my opinion, but whatever…. Oh and gray hairs… they’re multiplying, I swear. Seriously? I’m only 32 (I think…. don’t ask me my age, ask me my birthday, I’m better at that number). And a tan, I’d like a tan… although I don’t want wrinkly skin, I have enough of that… so there is that…. anyway like I said, my brain is all over the place right now.
Today I feel like it is Thursday (don’t ask why, I don’t know) and yesterday I swore it was Tuesday (that’s because I sat at the school all day on a Monday which isn’t typical). So let’s see if I can impart some wisdom on you today… Here we go… if you have something that is bolded, italicized, or underlined and it is followed by punctuation, that punctuation carries the same bold, italics or underline. Although underlining words is a thing of the typewriter age when people couldn’t bold or italicize words for whatever the word is I’m looking for…. um…. emphasis I guess might be it.
Today in my Writing the Memoir class we’re discussing my 3rd essay. I’m a bit nervous. I hate days like this. I mean people aren’t supposed to judge, but still… you really do put yourself out there writing these. Dr. Morris always says that more than likely we won’t publish them so the only people who read are those of us in class and whoever we might share it with. The start of my third paper was a fight hubby and I had years ago. I can’t tell you the fight, I just remember the hurtful words I said. They were bad. And I tried to get them out of it, but I couldn’t figure out how to be able to jump back in time to the real meat of the story…. oh well… I guess people will know I cuss if they didn’t know that before. It’s a really bad habit that I try to give up and just as I do better, something happens and word vomit galore. Although I’m getting better about that too.
So when I got to the school today, let’s back up to yesterday first… I’ve been on the search for a new swimsuit. I don’t know why, I just have been. So I put some in hubby’s cart so he could see them and tell me if he thought they’d look ok on me or not. So this morning when I got to the school he asked if I deleted some of them, maybe all I don’t really know. I told him I didn’t. But the funny thing is, sometimes we’ll go to the store and I’ll think about getting something. He’ll put it in the cart and when he’s not looking I put it back on the shelf. I am bad about that. But really today I didn’t do that.
And why I’m having this coming clean session instead of doing an Easter recap today is beyond me. I think that is just how stressed out I have been from comps. Sadly I don’t think the stress is over just yet… I’m hoping it is… but I just don’t think it is…. not yet anyway.
By the way, does anyone know anything about Mining in Southeast Kansas they could impart some wisdom about?