Here’s a thing that no one tells you about summers in your midtwenties/summers when you’re an actual working adult: they are so busy! I actually spent four weekends away from home at the beginning of this summer. The Accountant hasn’t been home in over five weeks at this point.
What I’m trying to say is that it’s almost August and I don’t really understand how that happened because yesterday it was May I swear.
If you can’t tell, I’m kind of flying by the seat of my pants right now. You know what helps me feel in control and capable?
Usually, I feel like Christmas break is almost too long. Like I get bored and feel like it’s been ages since I stepped foot on campus. I do not feel this way this week. Alas, school doesn’t ask me about these things (though, it totally should).
Since I have seven days of nothingness left, I’m making a To Do list.
Well. I’ve learned a lot of things in med school. But do you want to know the most important, real life useful thing I’ve learned?
It’s not a thing. It’s a skill.
I’ve learned – and I spent a whole year figuring this out – how to create this low-stress environment around me when I need to. This is good stuff people!
It takes a little time, but it’s not hard. You have to look around you and think, “What in this room is making me all fidgety and annoyed and 5-year-old-ish for no apparently reason? Is it that haphazard stack of 3 month old magazines? Is it the fact that I couldn’t find the TV remote right now if there was a gun to my head? Is it that it does not, in fact, smell like fresh peaches in here?” (more…)
Hannah here, writing to you from a deep deep hole of sports depression.
As you know from CNN “breaking news” updates, Kate’s last post, and the Dick’s Sporting Goods commercial that aired in error yesterday encouraging me to go buy Rangers World Series Champions t-shirts…this has not been the easiest weekend for Texas Rangers fans. (more…)
I want to make sure that I’m not the only person this happens to:
I’m packing up all my stuff to move back to Dallas. When I first started packing, everything went in these nicely labeled boxes. Like one box had all pants and fall-weather shirts. One box had all cookbooks (that was a mistake, it’s a crazy heavy box). One box had all bathroom-y things in it.
I may or may not also have a box that is almost entirely full of cardigans. Uhh… (more…)