Stress Level is a 10

So today I had the pleasure of Target Deep Tissue massage through work. It's a 3-week deal where they bring someone in for everyone and you get a 30 minute session where they put you through an incredible about of pain! It was lovely actually. It was painful, but my knee feels great right now. The lady focused on all of these muscles around my knee and lower back. Anywho...at the beginning of the session she has me fill out this sheet about my pain levels and what not. One of the question asked what stress level I have on a scale of one to ten. For the first time in my life, I could honestly put 10 without feeling the slightest big guilty for thinking my life is more stressful than other people's lives.

I just got over a four day bout with the flu. Not fun. At all. I did get to sleep though. Not really by choice, however. It's amazing how I didn't WANT to sleep but was. My body just took over. I missed some classes and work and am finally back to the usual hectic schedule. One month and two days until the dreaded written exam day. I've finally started writing the draft for one of the questions. It's coming along fairly well. My plan is to have finished drafts of both answers within two weeks of test day so that I can just memorize, memorize, memorize. The European Reading Seminar is dreadful. I've never felt so lost in my life. I really want to go to class Tuesday simply because I need helping understanding what I had just read. Blech. It will be a slow-going, uninteresting semester if I can't even understand what I am reading. Blech again.

Ok, enough griping. Back to studying I go.

The House on Ideal Drive

This is the official title/working title of my book that will be published sometime after I graduate. I came to this conclusion a few days ago. I've always known that I had a perfect childhood and the more I miss grandparents the more I want to recognize the role that they played in it. I've already thought of the follow up title too. I hate getting great ideas in the middle of the semester because then I have to sit on them for months and months. At least this is the last time that I'll have to wait the semester out before I can be productive again. Three and half months! I can make it!

My list of things to take on after graduation is getting quite long. But if I work it all out, all the work can be done in tandem. During a study break this weekend, I plan on officially starting my business by filling out the paperwork! May as well give it a go!

What is that smell?

I just walked into the office. Ewwww. It smells like cat urine or something. Horrible. It's going to be a long day at this rate. Blech.

Procrastinator Be-Gone?

Ever since the semester started I haven't procrastinated. At all. I don't have time to even think about what else I could be doing. I just keep trudging along and working on the next thing in line. I've received my comp question and have frantically been fitting extra reading for that into my normal hectic school reading schedule. So, back at it, I go.

Inauguration Day Holiday

We celebrate our pilgrims landing at Plymouth Rock. We celebrate our nation's founding on July 4th every year. We celebrate our veterans on Veteran's Day. We celebrate our nation's workers on Labor Day. Why not get an extra holiday every four years and celebrate our nation's ability to transfer between presidents peacefully.

I start classes tomorrow. Obama is supposed to take the oath at 12. My first class starts at 12:30. It's going to a crappy day knowing that I can't veg out in front of the TV and watch all of the hoopla that goes with inauguration day. I'm going to old school record it on the VCR and hope that it's just as neat watching it in the evening that it would be watching it live.

I say we should just get an Inauguration Day holiday. That would solve a lot of problems.

One more time.

The beginning of the last semester - there are days when it seems like it's gone by so fast and days when it has felt like an eternity getting to this point. It feels like all of my effort has been for nothing given the craptastic economy. I'm not getting my hopes up for a great position to open up in the area. I'm just going to hang on to the job that I have until the area looks more graciously upon my chosen field.

I meet with my advisor next week to go over my comp written exam question for my major field - museums. I've been trying to study for the minor field question but it's very hard considering my body is telling me "Noooo, you're on break!" Something is better than nothing I suppose.

Perfection?

Warm home. Internet Access. Brent sleeping in the recliner.Brinkley chomping on a bone. Perfection!