No, I haven’t disappeared off the face of the Earth. Not kidnapped by aliens, didn’t win the lottery, didn’t let the “fame” of the big post go to my head, and didn’t elope to Vegas for an Elvis wedding with a Hollywood starlet. The explanation for the recent quiet-tude is much, much simpler: the second half of this class is, frankly, kicking my ass.
I spent all day Saturday this weekend studying. Chapter 5. Yes, that’s right, all day just for one chapter. All 75 pages of it. All. Damn. Day.
Even worse, it was a gorgeous, spring-like day outside on Saturday. Blue skies, light breeze, the whole bit. And I stared at a computer screen for all of it.
Except when I went out for lunch. Where I had a salad that was, well… let’s just say it was a less satisfactory dining experience than I’d hoped for. On the plus side, I knew they had washed the lettuce: I poured (no exaggeration) a quarter cup of water out of the salad into the dressing cup.
Keep in mind, of course, that I’ve also been studying most nights after work: reading, doing lab exercises, etc. By the end of the day Saturday, my brain was well and truly fried. By the time I put down my pen and closed my notebook at around 6:30, I crawled to the couch and ordered a pizza. My brain felt like a scrambled egg of computer information. Logical thought went out the window. My eyes glazed over.
There may have been drool involved.
Today, outside wasn’t nearly so nice as yesterday: the leading edge of a storm system was passing over. I thought about going on a hike, which I’ve managed to do for the last couple of weekends (and from which I hope to post pictures (they’re repeat hikes, so no trail write-ups, but you know I couldn’t go without my camera)). The mixture of (mostly) clouds and (very little) sun, coupled with a strong desire not to get on the freeway, motivated me to be unmotivated and stay at home. I figured I’d relax, do some fun reading, let the brain chill.
Heck, maybe I’d even get to look at the growing stack of unread magazines on the coffee table.
Unfortunately, whether it’s the desire to get ahead or the fear that I’m getting behind, I ended up going back to the book. To study Chapter 6.
I’d love to say that it’s because I’m keeping some lofty goal in mind about furthering my life and career that’s pushing me but, realistically, I think I just want to get through it so maybe I’ll have a night or two free this week.
At least it was only a thirty page chapter…