I know, I know. Everyone is busy. And I am NOT bitching, really.
So I got a part-time job. It's wonderful because it is right up my alley science-wise. Though they want me for the law research, they liked me because of my background. Basically, I won't have a problem deciphering what the scientists are talking about. And I get to leave the law school a couple of times a week to work some where else (added bonus).
But then today, with everything that I planned to do...I felt utterly drained. It's 3 and my neck/back is stiff from sitting in a carrel for a couple of days staring at whatever. I feel like my brains are pudding. So I thought to myself, let's take tomorrow completely off. No cooking, no cleaning, no school, nothing. Most importantly, no freakin' 5 am alarm (that's another insane story).
REALLY?
No go. Tomorrow, I get to spend 4 hours in a BarBri class learning ALL about the MPRE.
Oh, and here I was thinking I'm still young. My doc is sending me to a freaking cardiac clinic. WTF? When did I get old? I swear I am just going to start using a walker. I caught myself the other day telling my husband to hurry and we might make the early-bird special. I am vastly ashamed of myself. Therefore, I must find a young woman to switch bodies with. This will require switching to worshiping the devil, but hey, ya gotta do what ya gotta do.
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You're going to the cardiac clinic and I'm going to the spinal clinic. Law school is damn deadly. What were we thinking?
That's it, this is all the damn law school's fault!!!!! This decision will haunt me for years!
Hope you are doing better! Sorry for all the exclamation points, jumped up on Red Bull...cardiac clinic...red bull...connection?
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