Nov 17, 2008 16:08
I'm tired. I don't think I've been sleeping, but I know I've had some crazy dreams, so maybe I have been sleeping? I'm not sure anymore.
I set up meetings, and laugh as I add the caveat that I may not make them. My boss is now cc'd on all of my emails. It's weird to be working in a temporary space with permanent intention. Students and coworkers are on alert, and if I happen to come to work a little later than usual I walk in to a building full of crossed fingers and premature excitement.
My bag is packed. This probably jinxes things and ensures that this baby will not make an appearance in the near future. At the end of the day, I suppose it's out of my control. I would like some control, if there were any available. I look at everything as a sign, which is probably a mistake.
As it goes, I'll keep you posted.