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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

When "the end" isn't near enough....

I should be emitting a huge sigh of relief right about now. Yesterday marked the end of another semester, inching me ever closer to my masters degree and a new teaching career. But it's hard to feel relief when other things are still hanging over me akin to the grey and dreary sky that is apparent outside today.
I still have the following academic hurdles to jump before the end of this semester truly feels like the "end":
  • Complete 30 hours of class observation before the end of May
  • Suffer through a 3-night a week Pre-Calc class that begins mid-May and runs through June 30
  • Take another class (Introducing the Arts across the Curriculum) that will occupy 2 full Friday/Saturday/Sunday blocks of my time in June. Of course one of those full day classes falls on Josh's 40th birthday. How pissed am I about that? I'll tell you. I'M VERY FREAKING PISSED.
  • Complete a full detailed write up of my two observations once this second one is completed.
  • Take the Praxis II exam....and start thinking about studying for and taking the 3rd Praxis, while I'm at it.
But... I have to trudge on through and Just. Get. This. Shit. Done.
And then maybe, just maybe, I will finally breathe that sigh of relief......but for now, I'm still very much in school mode. And it sucks balls.
Today is the only day of reprieve since I will be doing my first 2 days of my second observation tomorrow and Friday and then will be preparing for a Mother's Day/Dad's b-day celebration we are having here on Sunday with both Josh's parents and my family. The house is a wee tad messy right now and while I should be channeling my inner Cinderella and scrubbing every surface til it shines, I'm sitting here avoiding these necessary duties like the plague (as I do with anything I find remotely distasteful). If you haven't caught on by now, I'm here to tell you, "Avoidance" is my middle name.
It's raining again today (all day) so of course that meant no morning walk, no start-to-my-day rejuvenation in the sun. Instead, I'm feeling a sense of sleepy laziness that makes me want to crawl back under the covers and take a long winter's nap. Unfortunately, that won't be happening.
I have to attend a family meeting at the facility where my grandmother is staying for her rehab. We are meeting with her case worker to discuss options, but my mom and I have already mulled it over it, and we feel it might be best to simply honor my Gram's wishes and allow her to try living back at her own home again. But it's good to get some additional information should we go for the assisted living route, hence the meeting with the case worker today at 1:30.
Afterward I need to go to the mall to buy an outfit for tomorrow (and let me just say how much I do NOT look forward to shopping for clothing right now), buy a baby gift, and hopefully I can squeeze in a pedicure before heading to the paint store with Josh to choose colors to paint the exterior of our house. My toes are an absolute abomination at the moment and I should be horrified at the fact I have been running around with them exposed in flip flops and sandals as of late, but really? I have had much bigger fish to fry to really give a significant rat's ass. However, since making a good impression on my mentor teacher is important for tomorrow, I figure I better get these gnarly chipped turquoise polished bear claws under control.
Somewhere in there I also need to arrange a date between the chicken that's been marinating for two day in my fridge and my grill.....(and should also think about making better friends with my elliptical machine, but there's always tomorrow, I guess).
The long and short of it is that it will be a busy end, not just to the week, but also to the semester, which although considered officially "over" by the college's calendar, certainly isn't over by my own personal one.
Hmmm...maybe all of this "busy" will keep my mind off of food for a change.
Hey, weirder things have been known to happen.
Yesterday's weight: 228.25
A step in the right direction (even if it was stress induced).
Only 98.25 more "steps" to go.

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