Do you ever have one of those days? You just feel beat down and not sure why? It's one of those kinds of days for me today. I mean, I know WHY it's one of those days, but that shouldn't be a reason, should it? You females out there know what I'm talking about. Hormones raging. Completely crampy. Bloated. Bloated. Bloated. Angry for no reason but all you want it is a hug. Yeah. One of THOSE days.
I feel bad for Jonathan, too, when these days come along. He can't do anything right in my eyes and I come home often ranting and raving about how he doesn't do jack shit around the house. Then he smiles, walks up to me, gives me this biggest hug in the world and rubs my back. He knows that helps. And I swear it makes him the bravest man in the world! Because although I love that hug and back rub, it doesn't make it any better. I still go off the deep end and lecture him on the proper way of putting up whatever it is that he has put up wrong. But he sees that smile behind the rant. Because he knows that while that hug didn't make things in general any better in my mind, it showed me that he understands. Even though he sooooo doesn't.
But that was last night and today is today. He's not here to hug me. I feel like the world is one big idiot today and I don't want to deal with it. I was fine when I woke up. Tired, but fine. However, despite all this fineness that I felt this morning, there was this thought in the back of my head that today wasn't going to be a great day. It's going to be a day where by 4pm I just want to crawl under the covers and go to sleep for many hours.
I won't get into work because that can always lead to being DOOCED. And we don't want or need that. But just know that it's annoying.
Then there's the fact that I just don't feel well. And there's nothing that can help that...just time. I'll probably feel better by tomorrow. I always do.
The next thing is that I start my new running class tonight. I decided to really push myself and moved up to the next class. The 201 class. Problem is, I didn't run for 2 weeks and then when I realized that I should go run before our "magic mile" that was last Tuesday, I discovered a pain in my knee. Turns out it was my IT band so I got the appropriate equipment (thank you $20 strap!) and it seemed fine last Tuesday. But we only had to run 1 mile and the pain always started after the first mile. Class on Thursday was subsequently canceled due to an arctic blast that rolled through Dallas. I should have gone to the gym and run on the treadmill. I didn't. I also didn't run on Friday or Sunday like I should have. I claimed that I was resting my IT band as that is the best course of action. In reality, I was being lazy. So, I have a bad feeling about how tonight is going to go.
Then my professor posted our stuff for my Global Business class today. And it's a mess. Completely disorganized and she has things due way after class should end...and when I'm in Egypt. And yes, Egypt is a class and the way the university has it set up, classes should not overlap. We take 3 classes/semester, but only one at a time for 6 weeks. My lovely Norwegian professor has our class starting next week and going until March 20. Which is 7 days into my study tour. Nice. I've already sent an email to her pointing out that she has her class scheduled longer than what it should be and I have the eMBA coordinator copied on that email. I'm sure they will say it's fine and to suck it up, but there's been problems with this class and another professor. As far as I can tell, the professor I have is just using this other professor's stuff and it doesn't make sense. I had 3 friends take the other professor and all 3 of them wrote 5 page letters about why the guy should be fired. They know that pretty much their entire class wrote letters as well. He was moved to the Houston campus for now.
So, Mike Leach is fired before due process yet this guy has a job after every.single.student of his has written letters about how bad of a professor he is? Yeah, not fair if you ask me.
Anyway, that's all there is today. Just a blog to rant about having one of THOSE days. And it's only halfway done. Blech.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment