Apparently this turn that my life has taken is a habitual one, in which my Fridays are consistently terrible. Which, I suppose, comparatively speaking isn't so bad. One day out of the week, I can deal with, just as our childhood cartoon friend Garfield did with his Mondays. If only I had an entire pan of hot lasagna to stuff my head in as a reward for living through it as he did.
The lionized "Hump Day" is upon me, classes are done, and now I place my nose to the wheel [someone explain that phrase to me] in preparation for Friday, the 3rd. I must write a paper on Mr. Utterson's grave importance in "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde", because really, if the story was only told from Jekyll's point of view, our heads would explode. Also on my list is the memorization of everything from Virtue Ethics, Post hoc ergo propter hoc [no, I don't know what it means either], Fallacies in ethics, and all arguments involving euthanasia, to German stem-changing verbs, German vocabulary for everything you might ever need to place in your bedroom, and German possessive adjectives. Usually that wouldn't place me under too much stress [maybe that is a total lie], but starting at 9:30 that evening, I will be chaperoning my home church's youth group lock-in. I think that is what scares me most about this Friday. Jr. Highers.
In lou of my quickly disintegrating life, i want you to all know that I am NOT miserable as it may seem, but only very busy and a little sleep deprived. Oh married life with children, I do so look forward to you.
1 comment:
I'm convinced that being busy and stressed makes you enjoy what you would ordinarily consider "boring days" so much more. Occasionally being overwhelmed can be good. Or maybe I'm just in denial and trying to justify my own self-destructive behavior... Who knows...
Would you recommend "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde"? I just bought it, but haven't had the determination to sit down and read it yet.
Mwa.
Mimi
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