I have just one. more. paper. to do. It's short, but it's giving me ... what's that word when you can't sleep very well?
And I can't decide if I should go into work this morning, or just finish the damned thing. What do you think? I have been averaging way less sleep than I could really use, and have been so distracted that I can't even remember to clip my fingernails.
Well, so? I know how that sounds but it's true. There are a lot of steps to clipping one's fingernails, you know, when you consider it. It takes concentration just to walk around, with intent, to the various places clippers could be, find the clippers, find a wastebasket, sit down with them both, etc. Sequential thinking, folks - another trait that separates us from the lower orders. And I can only do so much of it at a time.
Insomnia.
I don't know ... if you were my boss, would you want to see me this morning?
You need a relaxing vacation out in the woods with two attractive men who are reportedly looking for some kind of jeweled thing...Don't worry, they're harmless and they can cook, talk about soaps and color-coordinate like no one's business!!
You know, in a better run, better organized (and likely more facist) society than this one, all career women--married or otherwise--would be given their own personal Spunky Alternative Lifestyle Sidekick who would be paid to do nothing but be colorful, semi-comic, semi-emotional relief from the stresses and strains of classes, kids and spouses. In return, the SALS would get free meals, a couch to sleep on when things at home get too depressing and an approximation of a str8 lifestyle vicariously experienced...
Your thoughts?
Posted by: Anthony | May 18, 2005 at 07:10 AM
Hang in there Pam, take your vitamins along with your caffiene. I feel for you...I'm one class away from completing a program at Sac State. Its been a long year drving down from Roseville after work 2 nights a week since Sept! I too, dont feel like myself alot and have jumbled thoughts due to lack of sleep and too much stress (work-related). I'd suggest doing whatever you'll be able to give your best attention to today...Meaning if you dont go to work in order to work on your paper, dont end up at the quilt shop! Gosh Anthony, its been so long since I had a SALS, I forget how good they could be!
Posted by: Lynn | May 18, 2005 at 07:18 AM
Yes, a SALS! I tell ya, they were everywhere when I was in college. (I hung out at the Theatre Dept a lot) But now? Nary a SALS in sight. Guess I could always import one from the East Coast ...
Posted by: pam | May 18, 2005 at 07:46 AM
Stay home and finish. That's what I'm doing.
Posted by: maya | May 18, 2005 at 08:06 AM
Get the damn paper done, otherwise it will haunt you all day anyway. Force yourself to finish it knowing that it'll set you free. That's what I had to do with my last history paper.
Posted by: susan | May 18, 2005 at 08:40 AM
You! Can! Do! It! Go girl go!
And I really want a SALS. The closest thing I have are the boys my daughter is bringing home, but they're all just science geeks.
Posted by: Jo | May 18, 2005 at 09:45 AM
Umm, as I recall (very clearly) the SALS quotient at You-Know-Where was very very low, unless you count Susan F. and that, to be honest, is downright nauseating! (You're not including Otto in this are you cause we all know how he got his passing grades in Theatre History--nudge nudge--!)
Posted by: Anthony | May 18, 2005 at 10:24 AM
Holy Cow... one more to go. You can do it! :) Hang in there.
And, Anthony, you made my day.
Posted by: Wende | May 18, 2005 at 10:53 AM
Oh, Anthony, when you come up with a program to relocate SALS to needed homes, do let me know. Sign me up.
Meanwhile, Pam, I'm sure your boss doesn't want to see you at all. Your boss wants and needs for you to write the best paper possible.
(I rarely remember to clip my nails. It's just not a priority. But I'm a wee bit absentminded from time to time.)
Posted by: Snow | May 18, 2005 at 10:58 AM