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Go Ask Alice
My house is owned by my housemate's parents. Sometimes they come here to visit their daughter, and sometimes they come here to do landlordy stuff. These things do not go well together.
( And that's MY DAMN GERANIUM. )
Otherwise, I'm exhausted from a lack of sleep and a lot of walking, and aching in muscles I didn't know I had from playing dodgeball and stick-in-the-mud with a bunch of five-year-olds. But it was a good, happy weekend. I've been worrying a lot about deadlines and teaching recently, feeling completely incapable of balancing all the things I'm supposed to do, and really I should have cancelled going to Saturday's party and spent the time working. Or at least, gone and then left early. Or at least, gone and stayed over and then left first thing the next morning.
At least, that would have been sensible. But I couldn't stand going back to all the things I'm worried about, and the friend who's already met the geranium very good, very calming person to be near, so I spent the rest of the weekend with him: playing games with little kids, kneeling on stone, being introduced to people who like me before they've met me because of whatever description they've heard. I did no work at all, forgot to worry about it, and then both made my chapter deadline and taught two wonderfully successful classes this morning. Apart from the geranium, I'm on top of the world.
( And that's MY DAMN GERANIUM. )
Otherwise, I'm exhausted from a lack of sleep and a lot of walking, and aching in muscles I didn't know I had from playing dodgeball and stick-in-the-mud with a bunch of five-year-olds. But it was a good, happy weekend. I've been worrying a lot about deadlines and teaching recently, feeling completely incapable of balancing all the things I'm supposed to do, and really I should have cancelled going to Saturday's party and spent the time working. Or at least, gone and then left early. Or at least, gone and stayed over and then left first thing the next morning.
At least, that would have been sensible. But I couldn't stand going back to all the things I'm worried about, and the friend who's already met the geranium very good, very calming person to be near, so I spent the rest of the weekend with him: playing games with little kids, kneeling on stone, being introduced to people who like me before they've met me because of whatever description they've heard. I did no work at all, forgot to worry about it, and then both made my chapter deadline and taught two wonderfully successful classes this morning. Apart from the geranium, I'm on top of the world.