I suppose I should be happy I made it a full week before missing a day of posts! I think that’s better than the past two years for sure.
Yesterday was a bad day. I mentioned before that I’ll be going to see Toad the Wet Sprocket later this week. Well, I’m in the midst of a group project for school and our syllabus lists another assignment that’s due this Friday. Since assignments are generally posted on Friday night / Saturday morning at midnight, and since The Boyfriend was supposed to go out of town to see a football game, I specifically set aside yesterday to work on the assignment. This is a three day weekend for me, so my thought was also that I could get the bulk of it done Saturday and then have Sunday and Monday to finish up and get some stuff done around the house for my friend M’s visit.
However, the prof didn’t post it. Worse, I read on the discussion board that it wasn’t going to be released until Monday. And of course, I didn’t discover any of this until about 6 p.m. yesterday. It wasn’t a total waste of a day–I’d managed to get a lot of reading for class done. But it was still not as productive as I’d wanted, and it meant that now I’d be carrying class-related stress into the work week.
Normally, that’s not a big deal. But something took place at work last week that still has me angry. It’s not something I feel comfortable talking about here, and hopefully it will resolve itself. My worry is that this is not the first time that I’ve encountered this situation, and I don’t like the feeling I have that it will continue to progress in a negative direction. We’ll see, though.
As for everything else on my mind, I was able to turn it around. I consoled myself the best way I know how: music. Someone recently made a comment to me along the lines of “People who listen to music all the time have no life.” I have some pretty choice words in response, but I’ll keep them to myself, out of politeness (for once).
As I told some friends recently, everything I love about music comes from my mom. As far back as I can remember, music was in our house. It keeps her close to my heart, and I feel incredibly fortunate to have that. So anyone who thinks that comment above is true doesn’t deserve my time of day.
When I woke up this morning, I found that my professor HAD posted our assignment. Guess what I’m doing for the rest of today? 🙂
Life ain’t so bad.