So finals are over and I’m sitting here a little numb. Crazy amounts of information is still pin-balling around inside my noggin. I’m now in a place where I find myself mentally performing the post-mortem of the term.
The strange thing for most adult students I know is that we all tend to go overboard in the amount of work we put towards school. And at the end of every term, we all promise ourselves not to be so crazy about things next time. Not to take it all so damn seriously.
Yeah, right. Even I don’t believe that one.
Regardless, the brain will calm down. Eventually. A healthy pour (or two) of Red Breast 12 year whiskey that fantastic human being gave me to celebrate the end of term will certainly rectify that situation. As will sleeping in, reading a trashy book that is NOT about Azerbaijan or anything relative to the Caucasus region, seeing some films at the dollar show, and waiting, patiently, for Sailor Man to come home next week.
The dog is getting a bath, the house is getting a good scrubbing, laundry will be done, and grocery shopping will commence. In a word, life will go back to relative normal.
And it all starts right now as I file all my papers from the term and sit and stare at the wall for awhile.
Hell, yeah.
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November 12, 2008 at 3:49 pm
Emma
That’s the thanks the puppydog gets for being abandoned and neglected during finals? A bath? Cruelty, thy name is Inmate.
November 12, 2008 at 5:49 pm
andrea
Glad you can recover and relax. As a non-traditional law student, I remember how intense I could get studying, preparing, and writing. Having that light at the end of the tunnel to sleep, cuddle with The Prof and critters, and to drink myself silly made it all possible.
November 12, 2008 at 8:03 pm
inmate1972
Hey! The pooch loves getting a bath. Especially after taking her to Asbury Woods where she gets to chase fish in the gorge and roll in muck.
It’s clipping the toenails she hates.
November 12, 2008 at 11:07 pm
hildigunnur
congratz with the term finals 😀 A week more of teaching in the Iceland Academy of the Arts, and I’m done, for the year (almost)…
November 13, 2008 at 2:57 am
Emma
Wow. I’ve never owned a dog that liked getting bathed. Considering your dog’s size, you lucked out.
November 13, 2008 at 5:22 pm
Inmate1972
She occassionally protests, but for the most part, she really likes them. I think it’s the massaging shower head. She likes it on the back of her ears and neck.
November 13, 2008 at 6:27 pm
Turkish Prawn
Congrats! I know how you approach things like finals, so I understand the level of relief you must be experiencing. Here’s my reccomendation…
1: Bottle of Red Breast
2: That big, comfy, leather chair
3: TV and/or computer
4: Season 1 of The Prisoner
5: Enjoy
I’m still looking down the barrel of schoolwork and really need to get back at the books. Been more than a little distracted of late, but that’s no excuse.
If you were still on the island, I’d be more than happy to help you out with that whiskey! All I’m left with at the moment is a 90% empty bottle of JD single barrel. Oh well. There’s always rum!
-Turkish Prawn
November 17, 2008 at 5:22 am
girlgriot
Hey, congratulations on making it through another term!
Staring at the wall sounds right just now. As does the Red Breast … and the knowledge that you only have a week to wait for Sailor Man!
November 17, 2008 at 5:33 pm
inmate1972
Thank you, thank you, soooo looking forward to the NEXT term.
Yeah, I sat around this weekend doing nothing but reading and drinking. My bottle is half gone already. Damn, I love those kinds of weekends…