The Impossible Dream
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''To dream the impossible dream, to fight the unbeatable foe, to bear with unbearable sorrow, to run where the brave dare not go, to right the unrightable wrong, to love, pure and chaste, from afar; to try when your arms are too weary; to reach the unreachable star. This is my Quest---to follow that star, no matter how hopeless, no matter how far, to fight for the right without question or pause'' (The Impossible Dream - lyrics by Joe Darion, music by Mitch Leigh)
Nightskye 2004 Tempest's Nanowrimo
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Monday, March 12, 2007
So it's pretty weird when I've got to come into work to relax and have a good time. These all day weekends are killing me. The good news is that we generally don't go to 5 p.m., but the drive is outrageous. Both campuses are about an hour one way. It's getting really nuts and these next two weeks are going to be crazy. Knowing that, I took next Friday off from work so I could recharge.We really like our Corporate law class. The attorney is a great teacher. She let us out early both days, but unlike the attornies in the litigation class, we felt like we finished the day's work and actually learned something. Aside from that, as a treat on Sunday, we bought the new American Idol Edy's slow churned birthday cake with sprinkles ice cream. It's AMAZING!!! And the best part is it's low fat! 3 points for a 1/2 cup -- baseball size serving. I'm looking forward to a bowl of that after knitting class tonight. Purge quit his job and this Friday is his last day. I'm thrilled, even though as of yet he doesn't have anything else lined up. This job had been deteriorating for the nine years that he's been there. The management has blinders on and it's really not a nice place to work. He's had to work on Christmas and most weekends and because he was "on salary" -- which I have doubts as to the legality of that -- he wasn't compensated. In fact, they took him for granted. We would have to cut our holidays and often weekends short so he could baby sit a report while it ran. In recent years, technology enabled him to do this from his lap top at home. But it has still been hard. We worked it out and we're fortunate enough to have a good savings account to fall back on and we should be OK for a few months. I really hope he finds something good and doesn't have to settle for what he can get so that we can pay bills. Of course, this means our week in Napa is going to be used to pay taxes in July and our anniversary and my birthday celebrations will be postponed. So that's kind of a bummer. But I guess that's what being an adult is all about. So in order to keep my sanity, I've tried to segment my week so I'm not going off to have a panic attack in the corner or letting everything slip away from me so I feel like I don't have control of anything. (Us control freaks really don't like unknowns). I came up with this weekly schedule to get me through until May when all our classes are over. I call it my "Don't Think" schedule. Based off the line from Bull Durham: Crash Davis: You just got lesson number one: don't think; it can only hurt the ball club. Monday: Financial Day. Pay all bills. Check all bank accounts. Double check budget. Knitting Class. Tuesday: Domestic Day. Or to use the Flylady's term "House Blessing" (snort). In which the house gets a "good enough" go over. Vacuum, etc. Fencing Class. Wednesday: Writing Day. Catch up on Wordweft critiques. Search Ralan's etc for markets. Belly Dancing Class. Thursday: Play Day! This is the day off in all senses of the word. I can read, watch movies, play Warcraft all without guilt. Heck, even go to sleep at 7:30 p.m. Friday: Study! This is the day / night (on alternate D&D weeks) where the books are cracked open and homework is completed. Saturday & Sunday: Paralegal Class Of course, through all of this I'm alternating studying and writing on my lunch hour. I really also should throw exercising into the mix too. But I'm procrastinating that because the eliptical trainer downstairs in our gym at work hurts my knees and I can't ride the bike until I figure out the TV schedule so I can watch TV while I'm pedaling (how's that for justification?). I'm also doing the Flylady's evening routines. Basically, mine are to shower, get my clothes ready for the next day, feed & water the pets, make my lunch, and do a load of laundry (wash, dry and fold) and a load of dishes every other day. I swear we're only two people but the mess we make. . . ! So everytime I feel myself starting to lose it. I look at this schedule and I can breathe a little easier. Everything will get done on it's designated day. Of course, I could also be wearing a strait jacket by May too. You never know.
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