…Thank all the people who worked so hard for ADA accommodations…
I’m not entirely sure what’s going on except that I’m getting tired of treading water and am starting to sink, a little. Well, that; and I had surprise group work for one of my classes, which feels like it took up two free days. I can’t tell exactly, though, because I’ve been too occupied to keep records.
I do remember, however, that Sunday I had a teleconference; then next day (Monday) I had surprise study time because of surprise group work from the teleconference; that same day, my glasses broke and I had to get them fixed; then the next day was a group meeting (Tuesday), after which was grocery shopping plus fabric and lace stores (see below), and coming home to bed. Today (Wednesday) was work plus sleeping.
It doesn’t help that the death in the family which I spoke about some time back is still being worked through — I had surprise family obligations after work on the previous Saturday night, and worked on Friday, which I shouldn’t have done, as I didn’t have energy to do much when I got home. I also shouldn’t be working into my breaks and lunchtime at work — this cost me time I could have used to get caught up on homework, today. That left…what, Thursday to do a week’s worth of actual solid-deadline assignments? (I was working last Wednesday, and Tuesday I had likely spent working on last week’s Web Design homework.) I also spent some time in there trying to plan out classes for the next three semesters.
Realistically, writing here (conversation, not so much posting) has been one of the only things I’ve been doing for myself — although I did manage to snag some stuff for a sewing project, which I should not forget: my fabric and pattern are stored with my yarns.
So, the fun thing: I visited a lace-making supply store for the first time, yesterday. That place is a wonder! We were in the area, so I dropped by a local fabric store to pick up a pattern (which they didn’t have). I was able to find out that the lace store carried the pattern I wanted, by going to the pattern homepage and finding out all the places that carry the brand.
The person who helped me was very kind. I’ll be going back, if I have the option.
I think a big issue that I’m having is that I have commitments and deadlines that others in my household don’t have to deal with. And I know it’s my job to keep on top of them, but when most of your down-time has been spent, literally, asleep (because you’re worn down) — meaning you have had little time and energy to do anything you actually have wanted to do (and you feel guilty for doing things you want to do, which makes it easier to spend time asleep) — sometimes you don’t want to actually look at your obligations, and then it becomes too late to do the prep work so that you can respond appropriately.
So I am behind, a bit.
I am, however, optimistic that even if I can’t be a Librarian (I am questioning my ability to keep up and not drop below a 3.0 GPA right now — albeit somewhat foolishly [I have good grades and accommodations in two of three classes — I haven’t touched the third yet]), I can be a Web Designer. (I doubt I need a graduate degree, for the latter.) It isn’t that hard for me, even though we are moving quickly. Right now I’m in the middle of learning HTML5 and CSS3…which is like…magic. 😛 I had an introduction to XML via my Metadata class last semester, and these are, so far as I know, the three things one needs to make functional web pages and sites.
I still need to work out what to do for the next two semesters, at least: some of the classes that I was told to work into my schedule are no longer required; and there is at least one new class which is “foundational.”
Anyhow…I went to bed earlier tonight because I couldn’t concentrate on my reading. Tomorrow I should work on my Web Design homework (I think I should be able to get to it after the reading), plus the reading and lecture for my Usability course. It will probably be much easier for me to work on it if I do it in a place where there is not a TV on. Meaning, not in the kitchen…and not around family.
It’s kind of a surprise to find getting lonely to be a problem, for me. Usually, I’m OK. Then I work too hard and miss people…