On the 6th day of comps....
COMBINING:
Raging hormonal outbursts about house cleanliness (or lack thereof) including my 20 minute manifesto on proper laundry procedures
WITH:
The stress of "the last week" remaining before my comps are due.
RESULTS IN:
- visitors speaking in hushed tones in the "other" room OR outside "to visit puppy" with boyfriend.....
- me seeing less and less of my neighbors who are usually eager to wave hi/bye thru the day... and rush to hold the shark-terror ZOE when she is outside "doing her business".....
- a positive correlation between the decrease in calls from friends "checking on the progress" and the decrease of "time left" to be brilliant...
- a severe need to eat chocolate, cry and hug Bella, ZOE and Pebs when watching the lifetime channel, and of course stay in bed and my PJ's all day.......why sit at a desk and write when I can be more comfy sitting in bed with the laptop, books, and books and more books and the stinker-cuddle bug pups :)
***ok...back to the books.....***
Labels: PhD
3 Comments:
*typing in a very quiet manner* all the best to you and the pets
shhhhh
*typing from a distance so no plates can be thrown* usually genius takes time , but for you , it's all there ready to be drained to the page, don't doubt, you'll do fine.
i've taken off my shoes, the cowbell had been replaced with a cowbell-shaped harp. instead of cranking the pixies or the flaming lips, i'm playing "sounds of the forest"
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