Eye of the Chicken
A journal of Harbin, China


so tired . . .
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Well, it was a pretty nice weekend. I got a lot of things done, including swimming a bunch and getting in a long bike ride, as well as getting the floors washed and the bathroom cleaned. We had a nice dinner with Jim and Diane on Sunday, and I went with them to a CD release party for a completely unremarkable singer on Saturday night. (That was at Espresso Royale downtown; I got to ride my bike there and back in the warm evening. Very pleasant!!)

Lots I didn't get to, too. I didn't manage to get the tire changed on my folding bike, although I started the process. Unhappily, when I removed the back wheel I also removed the back derailleur . . . I'll have to look at that and think about it some before it becomes apparent to me how it re-attaches . . . I didn't have the oomph to do that yesterday.

And I didn't get much done for my classes, either. I had hoped to get a BIG leg up on some of the online quizzes I want to give, but that didn't really happen.

And I didn't prepare for this morning's 8:00 too far in advance, either: I was still planning activities until well after 11:00 last night. And I had to get up at 5:15 this morning so I could make it here on time; I also decided not to spend last night at Louise's because of the holiday weekend. And then Emil had trouble sleeping, and it was too hot in our room, and various other things happened to interrupt my already-too-short night.

The end result is that I am completely exhausted along about now. I'm going to limp along through my 2:00 class, then hit the road for home, and probably sleep from the moment I get home until it's time to get up in the morning . . . I did this to myself last week, too, and it wasn't any fun; I have simply got to discipline myself to get my work done so I don't have to run on empty like this.

On the bright side, because this is a short week, it feels like the weekend is almost here. I've discovered that Tuesday is my hardest day, so once it has passed, I feel almost euphoric. On Wednesday, I have repeats of classes I will have taught today . . . and then on Thursday I only have one class. There is a distinct possibility that I'll make it through, here . . .

Hope everyone else is more awake than I am!


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