Big Stuff.
So I mentioned that BossLady had a baby. He's a week old (plus almost 9 months) and the most adorable thing. She brought him in today to get some work done, and I got to hold him for an hour while he slept.
I need a new arm, but it was worth it. It's funny the things adults think about when they're holding bitty babies. Like, "He's still breathing, right? *check*" and "Why is this damned chair squeaking all of a sudden?" and "I wonder what order of magnitude cuter my hypothetical-future-baby will be?" and, of course, the ubiquitous contemplation of baby size/women's hip ratio, evolution, c-sections, and the fact that while he innocently sleeps, his cells wisely go on about their business of dividing and growing.
It's fun being a biology major.
If that's not enough, when I gave him back, the scent of sleeping baby boy remained on my clothes.
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Then I got paid, took my whole paycheck and most of my remaining savings and went to the school. I paid for this summer's Organic Chemistry class in cash. I gave her a big wad of money that represented a semester's worth of work and savings, and she gave me $0.50 in change. It was correct, it just made me want to cry.
Then, I spent a couple hundred more in used books. I sincerely hope I get freaking A's. At least it's money that I won't have to pay back later. I'm looking on the bright side, here.
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I told BossLady's dad that I'd changed my major, and we got started talking about some things I could do. Thinking about anything after graduation makes me queasy, but he was nice enough to tell me that he could let me talk to some of his old friends who're doing various things for REALLY big name companies. Which is nice, because he's nice.
But baby contemplation, plus school starting (and a semester's worth of organic chemistry and lab crammed into one month), plus career path contemplation, and lack of health insurance for me and my brother weighing on my mind, and several cups of diesel, and a tapped out bank account and what looks to be a particularly tight summer money-wise, plus a while pile of bill paying at work and fighting with the stupid pay-by-phone services on some of these things, plus the fact that I have to stop writing (and that hurts) and start studying...
It makes for a stressy day, full of BigStuff contemplation.
And it's almost over. :)
I need a new arm, but it was worth it. It's funny the things adults think about when they're holding bitty babies. Like, "He's still breathing, right? *check*" and "Why is this damned chair squeaking all of a sudden?" and "I wonder what order of magnitude cuter my hypothetical-future-baby will be?" and, of course, the ubiquitous contemplation of baby size/women's hip ratio, evolution, c-sections, and the fact that while he innocently sleeps, his cells wisely go on about their business of dividing and growing.
It's fun being a biology major.
If that's not enough, when I gave him back, the scent of sleeping baby boy remained on my clothes.
---
Then I got paid, took my whole paycheck and most of my remaining savings and went to the school. I paid for this summer's Organic Chemistry class in cash. I gave her a big wad of money that represented a semester's worth of work and savings, and she gave me $0.50 in change. It was correct, it just made me want to cry.
Then, I spent a couple hundred more in used books. I sincerely hope I get freaking A's. At least it's money that I won't have to pay back later. I'm looking on the bright side, here.
---
I told BossLady's dad that I'd changed my major, and we got started talking about some things I could do. Thinking about anything after graduation makes me queasy, but he was nice enough to tell me that he could let me talk to some of his old friends who're doing various things for REALLY big name companies. Which is nice, because he's nice.
But baby contemplation, plus school starting (and a semester's worth of organic chemistry and lab crammed into one month), plus career path contemplation, and lack of health insurance for me and my brother weighing on my mind, and several cups of diesel, and a tapped out bank account and what looks to be a particularly tight summer money-wise, plus a while pile of bill paying at work and fighting with the stupid pay-by-phone services on some of these things, plus the fact that I have to stop writing (and that hurts) and start studying...
It makes for a stressy day, full of BigStuff contemplation.
And it's almost over. :)