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I really need to stop taking on "just one more project."
I'm working as much now as I was during MCert. Granted, that's to balance a dozen involved tasks instead of just 2-3, but still; getting up at 4 and working until I collapse, and still never seeing the light at the end of the tunnel? It's too much.
Hopefully things slow down a little (read: a lot) after this week. Right now I'm working on:
- Stuff from the end of the quarter (which was Friday)
- Normal planning/prepping/teaching/grading stuff
- Normal meetings/cohorts/trainings
- Normal parent emails, staff questions, and favors
- Financial work
- A do-your-homework competition...which requires data
- School-wide canned food drive (which I and the SGA are in charge of)...which also requires meticulous data
- Wildcat of the Month (which I am co-in charge of)...which requires data, pestering people, and making bulletin boards
- Developing activities for the school's mentoring program (which is a brand-new position that I am making entirely from scratch)...which is all planning, meetings, prepping, flyers, shopping, and yet more bulletin boards
- Decorating for the school dance next Friday (more shopping, mostly, thank goodness)
On top of that, there's all the stuff that goes along with living with a SO. With a regular roomate, you can do your own thing, eat take-out whenever you have to, and there's no trouble. Not the same with an SO. I still like it, but I've felt like such a zombie lately that I can barely get a grip on the fact that I do live with someone I'm in love with. As of right now he's more like that guy that lives in my house that gives me a kiss whenever he sees me. Still nice, but I barely recognize him because my brain is so packed full of my own life. Part of me feels selfish, but the bigger part of me knows not to dwell because I will implode with being overwhelmed.
On top of THAT, there's all of the extra stuff. Like the fact that I haven't gotten on my treadmill in over a week now...and it's IN MY BASEMENT. I think that speaks to the level of "busy" it's been for 2 or 3 weeks now. Or the fact that my mom keeps going "wait, you didn't take care of _______ yet?" Or that if I don't get some filing done soon, I'm literally going to end up buried in papers.
I'm tired. I'm going to sleep, and I don't care if it's before 8pm. Love <3.
I'm working as much now as I was during MCert. Granted, that's to balance a dozen involved tasks instead of just 2-3, but still; getting up at 4 and working until I collapse, and still never seeing the light at the end of the tunnel? It's too much.
Hopefully things slow down a little (read: a lot) after this week. Right now I'm working on:
- Stuff from the end of the quarter (which was Friday)
- Normal planning/prepping/teaching/grading stuff
- Normal meetings/cohorts/trainings
- Normal parent emails, staff questions, and favors
- Financial work
- A do-your-homework competition...which requires data
- School-wide canned food drive (which I and the SGA are in charge of)...which also requires meticulous data
- Wildcat of the Month (which I am co-in charge of)...which requires data, pestering people, and making bulletin boards
- Developing activities for the school's mentoring program (which is a brand-new position that I am making entirely from scratch)...which is all planning, meetings, prepping, flyers, shopping, and yet more bulletin boards
- Decorating for the school dance next Friday (more shopping, mostly, thank goodness)
On top of that, there's all the stuff that goes along with living with a SO. With a regular roomate, you can do your own thing, eat take-out whenever you have to, and there's no trouble. Not the same with an SO. I still like it, but I've felt like such a zombie lately that I can barely get a grip on the fact that I do live with someone I'm in love with. As of right now he's more like that guy that lives in my house that gives me a kiss whenever he sees me. Still nice, but I barely recognize him because my brain is so packed full of my own life. Part of me feels selfish, but the bigger part of me knows not to dwell because I will implode with being overwhelmed.
On top of THAT, there's all of the extra stuff. Like the fact that I haven't gotten on my treadmill in over a week now...and it's IN MY BASEMENT. I think that speaks to the level of "busy" it's been for 2 or 3 weeks now. Or the fact that my mom keeps going "wait, you didn't take care of _______ yet?" Or that if I don't get some filing done soon, I'm literally going to end up buried in papers.
I'm tired. I'm going to sleep, and I don't care if it's before 8pm. Love <3.