In the Mean Time

In transition, not lost in translation

Notes &

Busy is good

I’ve been going to the courthouse every day for a week now to observe a trial that’s very personal to me. I won’t go into details, but it’s been pretty stressful.

In a way though, it’s been good for me to have a daily routine of getting up in the morning, being somewhere by 8 am, and not leaving until 5 pm or after. I’m not doing any actual work, but I am getting into the swing of a “normal” schedule. Except today, I’m not going in until the afternoon, because I have so much to do before I leave for San Diego (to visit K!!!!!), including pack.

It better not even rain while I’m there. I won’t have it.

I also have to write a couple of cover letters. I don’t know why I have to practically force myself to sit down and write those things. Once I actually do them, they don’t take very long at all. Meh. So I’ll be doing that this morning, as well as getting everything together for tomorrow.

And I need a mani pedi. Muchly.

Last night I went to bed a little after 9 pm. I was so tired, like head in a fog, can’t concentrate on tv even, just want to curl up and sleep for days kind of tired. I didn’t even check the internets before going to bed, I just went to my room, crawled into bed, and fell asleep. I did wake up once around 9:30 when my phone rang, because all my friends know that I am usually awake until after midnight most nights. Ah well. More than 9 hours of sleep is fabulous!

Ok, on to cover letters!