It’s Over…mostly

I just submitted my term paper and attachments for my final for my critical writing and reasoning class. I had until midnight MST, but I’ve been up since 4 am working on it (as I have been 5 out of the last 7 days). I’m exhausted, I’ve got the minimum length…and I just can’t THINK about it anymore. Never in my life have I been more relieved to turn in a “barely adequate” paper. At least that’s how I feel about the quality of it. I talked to my academic advisor today, who said that the requirement was to have a submission in by May 15th, but there was a loophole that if it didn’t meet the standards on the rubric, I would be able to revise and resubmit it by June 15. So I guess I’m taking advantage of the system…but in a twisted way it seems like exactly the way the worst semester of my life should end.

Tomorrow night I’m still planning on my quickie California trip. I’m hoping to get on the 7:30 pm flight out of Detroit. If I don’t make it, I’ll be able to coordinate with Taylor’s high-speed and take the car home. I want to make it to the Huntington with Liz, Chris and Mary’s wedding reception, see my in-laws, grab some In-n-Out, and hopefully see the ocean (Dockweiller Beach is about 10 minutes from LAX). Now that I can purchase Zed passes, I’m feeling a little more confident about flying non-rev on an almost full return flight. Cross your fingers for me!


Today, instead of getting my last two assignments of classwork done for my Critical Writing class, I only got about a paragraph and a half done. I’m sick of the topic I’ve written on all term, I know I’ve only got 5 more days to finish the class, have major writers block, and everything else to do seems so much more appealing. Today I have…

-Said goodbye to Taylor for a 3-day trip
-Been to the primary activity day
-Went grocery shopping and turned in our recyclables
-Paid ALL our outstanding bills (Thank you, economic stimulus check!)
-Babysat my neighbor’s daughter
-Took a nap
-Took a walk
-Cleaned out the fridge
-Decluttered and took out 3 bags of trash
-Uploaded pictures onto Rosie’s Myspace
-Made devil’s food banana bread
-Made tentative travel plans for Memorial Day weekend (Niagara Falls, Buffalo, Palmyra?)
-Composed this blog

Part of the reason I’m having a hard time focusing is that I can’t submit my current assignment until my prior one is graded (I turned it in 4 days ago, and it’s still not graded). But I can’t turn in my final paper until the current assignment is graded. There’s such a time crunch, but my current assignment requires feedback from the last one. So it’s a bit of a waiting game, but I’m hurried at the same time. The joys of online classes. *sigh*

Just 5 more days to go…

I’m actually okay…kinda

After posting that last post, I realized that 3 of the 4 prior posts were terribly negative. I’m really not that bad off. I still have $6.27 in my bank account, some groceries that haven’t expired, and a husband that’s coming home from a trip three-day trip tonight.

Over the last 5 months, I’ve gotten quite a few comments such as, “Wow, you’re keeping it together so well, ” or “You’re a superwoman for doing all you do.” I’ve dealt with a cross-country move, been unemployed and reemployed, watched my father teeter toward the brink of death and back, took a full-time course load at school, starting organizing my high school reunion, traveled over 30,000 miles, dealt with 5 weeks of illness, been a mom, wife, and a primary teacher. There’s uncertainty in my husband’s career due to the Delta/Northwest merger. I wonder if my life will ever be simple. I like having a busy life, having friends and social contacts and fun experiences, but it’s tiring too.

I have plans to go to Chris and Mary‘s wedding reception in California in 10 days. A two-day vacation may be my saving grace. I’ll try to get out the last flight to LAX Friday night and try my best to get back Sunday morning. I’ll soak up the Huntington with Lizzie, celebrate Norway with Brett, see my in-laws, eat some In-N-Out, and see the Pacific Ocean. All that will be worth the non-rev hassle. Just 10 days to go.

Sometimes I wish…

…that I had a XANAX for the anxiety…

…and a VICODIN for the pain…

…and a PROVIGIL to keep me awake after a sleepless night

…and a COMPAZINE for the sick stomach…

It’s been a rough day.

(Can you tell I work in the medical field? Don’t worry, I’m not a drug addict. I just know my pills by being on Pharmacy and Therapeutics committee.)