Since I finished courses at the beginning of March, I have had complete control of my schedule. Unlike when I had courses to at least frame part of my weekdays, I am into research and writing mode during which I bear full responsibility for balancing social, scholastic, and sanity-related activities. And I am not doing such a good job.
March was a month of extremes and I paid for it by the end. I have not been able to focus for a eight-hour work day, let alone a solid four-hour one. I find myself working in fits and starts. I am trying to be patient with my mind/body/soul needs and, thankfully, am starting to feel the balance being restored.
The bonus is that my paper that was due on Friday cannot be due until Tuesday because of the campus closures for Holy Friday and Holy Monday. This means I can indulge in the recuperation I need to do the best work I can. Also, I am not participating in the conference next week which further opens my schedule and reduces my stress.
I've talked with most of my classmates and I think we will institute some kind of regular meeting for the next five months so we can have time together and, hopefully, support each other in this process. I'll see them all on Saturday for a play (Kicking a Dead Horse...new play by Sam Shepard starring Stephen Rea) and propose my master plan. Bwa ha ha ha!
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"Bwa ha ha ha!", indeed.
It sounds like a plan. I am glad you are trying to be gentle and forgiving with yourself.
... Dad
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