*head explodes*
Time. At work, it seems I have all the time in the world to get ready to leave for Maine. When I am not at work, my time disappears before I have enough of it to accomplish anything.
mad_mortician asked me last night why I was still working this week when I am leaving for Maine on Tuesday morning. And really, in the beginning, it was because I felt I needed the extra pay cheque. Now I think its just because I am a moron who lives to stress herself out!!
This time next week, I will be crawling out of my dorm room and to my first class as an education student.
Since returning from Saint John from darthoprah and frontdesk's wedding, I feel like I have been running non-stop. What's that expression about a one-something'd man in a ass-kicking contest? One legged? One armed? I cannot finish a thought. But that's how I feel... I only have one of something, and I should have two, and now I cannot function.
Appointments, lunches, parties, friends, family, phone calls, meetings. I have new eyewear, updated car insurance, my student line of credit, a fixed and road worthy car, I have partied with my coworkers, spent time with some of my friends, visited some family and have created a giant pile of things to pack - but do I feel ready to go? Absolutely not.
The worst part of it is now, I realize, though I have known for awhile that I am leaving, there are things that just are NOT going to get done. There are people who are not going to get to see as much of me as they want. There are things I cannot possibly get done before I leave. And really, that's just the way it is. I am not going to let the demands of others stress me out anymore.
And the saddest part is, whenever I do get time alone to collect my thoughts, sit on my couch and relax for a few minutes, just me and me alone... I end up asleep.
mad_mortician asked me last night why I was still working this week when I am leaving for Maine on Tuesday morning. And really, in the beginning, it was because I felt I needed the extra pay cheque. Now I think its just because I am a moron who lives to stress herself out!!
This time next week, I will be crawling out of my dorm room and to my first class as an education student.
Since returning from Saint John from darthoprah and frontdesk's wedding, I feel like I have been running non-stop. What's that expression about a one-something'd man in a ass-kicking contest? One legged? One armed? I cannot finish a thought. But that's how I feel... I only have one of something, and I should have two, and now I cannot function.
Appointments, lunches, parties, friends, family, phone calls, meetings. I have new eyewear, updated car insurance, my student line of credit, a fixed and road worthy car, I have partied with my coworkers, spent time with some of my friends, visited some family and have created a giant pile of things to pack - but do I feel ready to go? Absolutely not.
The worst part of it is now, I realize, though I have known for awhile that I am leaving, there are things that just are NOT going to get done. There are people who are not going to get to see as much of me as they want. There are things I cannot possibly get done before I leave. And really, that's just the way it is. I am not going to let the demands of others stress me out anymore.
And the saddest part is, whenever I do get time alone to collect my thoughts, sit on my couch and relax for a few minutes, just me and me alone... I end up asleep.