"I need something to believe in, cause I don't believe in myself"
Okay, I haven’t updated since my finals drama. That’s because as soon as I was done I split for Memphis for 10 days. In case you were worried, I made it through finals without any extension, received good grades, and got all of my PhD applications in on time.
Memphis was interesting.
I came back to NC to spend a quiet New Years alone at home filing papers and folding laundry. If you think that’s sad, it’s not; it’s just what I wanted. If you think it is lame, well, I don’t have much defense against that.
My sleep schedule has been a little whacked out lately. I don’t get out of bed until noonish and stay up to the wee hours of the morning doing nothing in particular. Yesterday, I managed to get up by 11 and went to David’s to do some yard work. Manual labor was good for me, made me feel better, especially since I got to build a fire to burn stuff and play with a chain saw (cause let’s face it even if you are working, using a chainsaw is just plain fun). Unfortunately, the chain jumped off the bar, and when I was trying to get it back on, I cut my finger a bit, not too bad. I also developed a bad headache.
Last night, Matt, Dan, and I watched the presidential debates, which I found to be rather entertaining.
Today, I managed to get up at 10 even though my headache persisted. I think it was mainly due to lack of water and poor nutrition. Despite the headache, I went with Matt to the new wing to the gym to get back into workout groove. I have mixed feelings about the new weight room. It’s light and airy, but so much sunlight makes certain machines hot and blinds you on others.
After, the workout I enjoyed the nice day reading nothing of consequence in the hammock outside. I’m feeling wiped at the moment, but rather than napping I’m staying up in hopes that I can go to bed early and get up early to go paint at Regus and makes some much needed money.
Memphis was interesting.
I came back to NC to spend a quiet New Years alone at home filing papers and folding laundry. If you think that’s sad, it’s not; it’s just what I wanted. If you think it is lame, well, I don’t have much defense against that.
My sleep schedule has been a little whacked out lately. I don’t get out of bed until noonish and stay up to the wee hours of the morning doing nothing in particular. Yesterday, I managed to get up by 11 and went to David’s to do some yard work. Manual labor was good for me, made me feel better, especially since I got to build a fire to burn stuff and play with a chain saw (cause let’s face it even if you are working, using a chainsaw is just plain fun). Unfortunately, the chain jumped off the bar, and when I was trying to get it back on, I cut my finger a bit, not too bad. I also developed a bad headache.
Last night, Matt, Dan, and I watched the presidential debates, which I found to be rather entertaining.
Today, I managed to get up at 10 even though my headache persisted. I think it was mainly due to lack of water and poor nutrition. Despite the headache, I went with Matt to the new wing to the gym to get back into workout groove. I have mixed feelings about the new weight room. It’s light and airy, but so much sunlight makes certain machines hot and blinds you on others.
After, the workout I enjoyed the nice day reading nothing of consequence in the hammock outside. I’m feeling wiped at the moment, but rather than napping I’m staying up in hopes that I can go to bed early and get up early to go paint at Regus and makes some much needed money.