In the Part 1 post, I wrote about one of the worst busiest days ever. But there are always two ends to a bipolar continuum, so now you get to enjoy my least busiest day ever.
6:00am – Alarm rings. Hit snooze.
6:07am – Alarm rings. Hit snooze.
6:15am – Alarm rings. Hit snooze. John moans because he doesn’t have to get up yet and I am ruining his sleep. Turn alarm off completely.
6:35am – John’s (separate… we have separate alarm clocks…get used to this idea) alarm rings. I jump out of bed. Oh crap, I am so late.
6:45am – Take shower, don’t wash hair, throw on some clothes, feel content with looking gross
7:15am – Leave for school
7:15 – 7:50am – Sit in traffic and curse the rain and people who can’t drive (in this way I think I take after my father…)
8:00am – Go to the counseling center to meet with my supervisor. It’s time for the mid-semester eval so we spend the whole hour evaluating each other. I tell her she’s awesome and I don’t want her to change anything. I am serious but I’m not sure if she believes me.
9:00am – Go into Nick’s office at the counseling center, find out he has no clients for like half the day, plop myself down and chat with him. He gives me a bunch of articles on online counseling to help me write my Ethics paper.
9:30am – Go back to the Psychology Department; run into Adrienne. Chat with her about counseling-related issues.
10:00am – Go into the computer lab. Start printing off the articles that Nick gave me. Amanda is in there, so throughout this process I chat with her about her frustrations with the phone company she is on hold with.
11:00am – Go back to my office and staple all of the articles I printed and do some other work. YES, I DID DO SOME WORK!
12:45pm – Realize I have a meeting in 15 minutes; gobble down lunch.
1:00pm – Meet with Dr. L. to discuss the results of a statistical analysis we ran for a research project we are doing. I tell him what I think the results mean and he tells me I am “brilliant.” He graduated from Harvard and he thinks I am smart.
2:30pm – Go into Dr. T.s office to have him sign an enrollment form for next semester and end up chatting with him about my dissertation
2:45pm– Run into Betsy, who is making percolated coffee in her office. She offers some to Dr. T. and I.
2:50pm – Stand in Betsy’s office with her and Dr. T. and drink the coffee out of old mugs I had in my desk drawers
3:30pm – Run into Myriam while still chatting with Dr. T. in the hallway; start chatting with her
4:00pm – Go to another meeting with Dr. L. in the qualitative research lab to learn how it works
5:00pm – Walk back to the department with Dr. L., who shares his umbrella with me since it is raining and I don’t have one. How gentlemanly of him.
5:15pm – Wait for it… wait for it … GO HOME!!!! Go home at a reasonable hour and not feel completely drained and exhausted and lonely and miserable.
This is what I looked like when I got home and John and I watched 5 episodes of Lie to Me and I ate a DQ cookie dough blizzard. What a glorious day it was indeed.
