May 102013
 

There is really nothing as wonderful as a tasty margarita at the end of a long week.

The times when I have gotten really drunk or pass out early are when I have not eaten enough during the day. I can often forget to have proper food throughout the day when I get super busy. Yesterday was one of those days I had 5-hours of teaching, plus visited another class and was tired as it was that I took a nap under my desk for a half hour. That left very little time for drinking water and eating. Surprisingly I was not that hungry throughout the day since I had had coffee and a smoothie. Plus, I ate some bread roll that my students had given to me. So, it felt like enough.

After almost finishing our second glass, I got up and realized just how buzzed I was. It was a quick downward spiral from there. I managed to get some food into me, before passing out on the couch for an hour or so before R told me to go to bed. It was only 9:30pm when I looked at the clock as I rolled into bed not to stir again until almost 8:30 this morning.

So, not only was I clearly drunk, but I was definitely tired as my previous post noted. πŸ˜‰

Now that I have gotten what seems like enough rest with very little of a hangover (there might be a tinge of a headache in there), I am settling in to do some studying before I head off to Dubai for the ballet tonight. A girl cannot work all day and night after all! πŸ™‚

-T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 10:52
May 082013
 

It seems that everyone I talked to at work today was feeling very tired or exhausted somehow. I hardly got out of bed this morning when my alarm went off. Thankfully, I was able to escape again to come home to do some study-work, but wish today was the beginning of the weekend instead of having one more day to go.

I am not sure why it is going around, but maybe it is the midterm feeling settling in or something like that. The reality that there are only six more weeks and one day before summer is sort of freaking me out.

With that, I need to get back to my reading….

-T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 12:52
May 072013
 

Have you ever wondered about the full story of Rip Van Winkle? I have only ever known that he slept a lot, but never knew the story in full. So, thanks to Wikipedia I learned something new today. Random, you might say?

Well, yesterday I laid down to take a short nap and woke up an hour later instead. This is unusually long for me. Then, I went to bed rather early – even for me – around 9:30pm and still woke up feeling as if I would like to return to sleep for another few hours. Due to our changing schedule, I tend to wake up at the same time every day even if we leave later. However, today I probably could have used the extra sleep had I paid more attention to the time. <sigh>

Another benefit of being Rip Van Winkle is that I could sleep the time away and hopefully wake up with all the things I need to get done already done. That wasn’t exactly how the story went, but my version of it would be nice. ;D

Anyway, hopefully after a wee nap this afternoon and some yoga relaxation I’ll be able to do a little bit of work and feel content for the day. I think it will be an early night tonight. πŸ˜‰

-T πŸ˜€

 

 Posted by at 14:22
May 062013
 

So, this term I was given five hours a week of what is called ‘release’ time, which means non-teaching time. This was in payment for the time I spent coordinating earlier in the year. I had sort of forgotten about it or assumed that I would not receive the time given that I had only coordinated for one year and was unceremoniously told not to continue…(that’s another story). Thus, it came as a nice surprise when the beginning of term (now four weeks in) showed me with time free.

Due to how my schedule worked out, I only teach the first periods on Monday and Wednesday, which are my early start days. Therefore, I finish ‘work’ at 9:45am. For the past three weeks I have attempted to work in my office at the university or spent time preparing for classes, but it was not really efficiently-used time. It seems that I cannot really ‘study’ at work as most of my materials are at home and there is always someone to talk to, an email to write or some other distraction. Ultimately, I decided to try something different.

As far as I know, as long as I do not have classes or a meeting I am not obliged to stay on campus. In which case, I have determined to give ‘studying’ at home during ‘work’ hours a try for this week and see how much more progress I make. With less than seven weeks to go before summer holidays begin, I would really like to have the first draft of my literature review completed by then. Thus, I am trying to be as disciplined as possible to get this done….

Despite this little break and a bit of a celebratory pampering (not that I needed to celebrate, but I did need the mani/pedi! πŸ˜‰ ), I am now on the job!

-T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 12:39
May 052013
 

For me and most of the American population the 5th of May mostly means eating Mexican food and having some margaritas. I would gather that the vast majority of us have no idea really what the day signifies. I only know that it has some important historical context since most holidays are the case.

I said “Happy Cinco de Mayo” to my Mexican friend and she said that it isn’t a big deal in Mexico, but that it’s American or Mexican-American, she corrected. I thought this was interesting, because it must be Mexican or we wouldn’t celebrate it in such a way.

So, I did a quick Google search (thanks, Google!) and found this interesting link confirming both my friend’s sentiments and my own.

The conclusion is that like most holidays, they are more about the commercial side of things than a true understanding of what it means. With that said, I would definitely not mind having myself a couple of margaritas and eating a big ol’ burrito! πŸ˜‰

-T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 12:27
May 042013
 

Back in my early education days I was notorious for getting my work done right away. I always thought about how if I finished my homework early, then I would have more free time to do other things. It was a good foundation for entering university. I never had those typical all-nighters working on an assignment that was due the next morning. In-between classes I used to come back to my room and immediately do the work that I needed to get done. I knew how to prioritize and schedule when I needed to complete my papers. It was all quite easy in my mind.

Then, I entered the real world and realized that I was an anomaly. In fact, one of my jobs doing web design actually required me to work slower and procrastinate more because I was going to work myself out of a job – which I eventually did.

Next came my MA program where there was no possibility of procrastinating as most assignments were projects with classmates and papers were demanding on time. Plus, I was avoiding my failing marriage, so I spent loads of time working to complete everything on time. Of course, I still had a ton of fun as well, but studying came first.

Now, five years into my doctorate and I find myself avoiding doing any work as if it were the plague. Of course, I can blame some of this lack of discipline on the fact that I work full-time, which I never did before whilst studying. I can also put some of the pressure on my mental imbalances. However, at the end of the day, there has been a significant change in my mindset. I am not sure if it is that I am afraid to finish out of fear that it will not be good enough or that there is some sort of finality to it. While I know that having a PhD will actually open more doors for me, I wonder if it will take down a path on which I am not yet convinced is the one I want to take. Yet, I also know that I have the total power and ability to go in whatever direction I would like.

In fact, it has felt for some time as if I have been drifting in life without a clear direction. Perhaps I could pinpoint it back to my divorce. Being married gave me a very set path and anchored me in a certain way of life. Although I did not like that path or way of life, I have not yet found what I need to replace that sense of security and confidence in what I am doing. There are good people in my life who support me. R is my biggest cheerleader, actually and being with him gives me peace. After a recent conversation, I also feel quite secure in our relationship. Still, that is a recent change in my psyche.

Perhaps now that I have a good supervisor who will be on my case regularly with things to get done and I do see how I need to finish as there are other opportunities available should I finally finish this degree, just maybe I’ll stop procrastinating and get my head back in the game!

-T πŸ˜€

 Posted by at 11:26
May 032013
 

Phew the week is finally over. One more major item on my list of things to get done and then I may relax a bit more.

Last night I started on the 20mg of Cipralex. This will mark the start of the 4th week and so I should be noticing more the effects. I asked R if he noticed any difference and he said maybe, but probably I’ll feel it more with the 20mg and by the end of this week. So, I suppose that the good thing is that there haven’t been any major side effects and it is possible that I calmer, but not sure.

A cousin of a friend of mine apparently took his own life the other day. He was adopted, talented and suffered an injury along with the news of his parents splitting up. It seemed too much for him at 21-years-old and so, although not confirmed, it seems he decided it was too much for him. My friend said that he felt mostly sad that his cousin had felt no hope at all in life to try continuing because he feels as if there is always something to hope for, but I was not sure that I agreed.

Although my dark thoughts have lessened, they are not gone. In fact, I know that I am still in a dark place as all I imagine doing any more is reading for pleasure or sleeping. Even though I am making more progress on my literature review, I believe it is because I am allowing myself to indulge in more pleasure reading and sleep. However, while before I would get up and exercise, do housework and busily get settled for the day, now I sleep as long as I can, treat myself to a few pages of my book before I have to get ready. The other activities have fallen by the wayside. This may just be a phase, as many things are, and I am not really worrying about it much, it is something to consider.

There are still moments when I wonder why I am taking the meds, or working towards a better career. What is the hope that I am using to keep going? To what end? For what benefit? These are the questions that I try not to dwell upon now, but when there are no answers, it does feel somewhat hopeless….

In any case, on a brighter note – the week long grey skies and rain seem to have let up today. The sky is blue and the sun is out! That is definitely something to smile about.

-T πŸ˜€

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