I’m really tired. I’ve been getting at least 8 hours of sleep every night (well, mostly), but I’m exhausted.
I should be on campus right now, parked in an adjunct cubicle (if one is available. There are about 100 adjuncts at my college, and 2 adjunct cubicles), but I had laundry to do. I’m also supposed to catch our stray cat, Herbie, and take her (I named her before I realized she was a girl) to the vet to get fixed. But vets give me such anxiety (every animal I take ends up dead soon after) that I keep putting it off. Ugh.
My MA Exam is set for May 2nd. The defense will take place sometime the following week. I’ve had a difficult time staying focused — too much grading and prep work to do for school, and my dad has been having some medical issues. I really need to buckle down and just get my reading done. There just isn’t enough time. And I’ve been so tired that I can’t focus on my reading. Not good.
If I ever become rich, I’m going to hire a personal masseuse or chiropractor. I carry all of my stress in my neck, and it’s painful. Also, it usually leads to a migraine. Ugh.
Hmmmm….pretty negative post so far. OK, something positive then. My father is clearing a bit of land for a garden this year. In the past, I’ve always had to garden half-ass (containers, mostly) here since most of my yard is too shady. But my parents have a great spot that will get sun most of the day. I’d love to get to a point where we’re essentially living off of mainly what we grow (for those of you interested in such things, read Animal, Vegetable, Miracle by Barbara Kingsolver). In the end, I really just want to be a farmer, working the land (see Melanie Safka’s song “Someday I’ll be a farmer).
I’d better start reviewing my notes for class today…and work on grading the stack of papers that has overtaken my dining room table…