Wednesday, January 15, 2020

Behind


As I expected, I wasted my Tuesday free time on the Cradle book series, and failed to exercise. Yesterday morning at work I read the last chapter of the sixth book. There are seven books, but it turns out that the seventh book doesn’t finish the series, and it just came out in September so the next book won’t be out for a while. Moreover, the reviews of the seventh book complained about the lack of plot development and a particularly painful cliffhanger. Since the sixth book ended on a strong note, I decided to drop the series for a while, which meant that I could have worked on schoolwork after work. However, I ended up getting home after 8:30 and was quite tired, so I just read for a while and then went to sleep early.

I woke up an hour early, but went back to sleep. Then I woke up again at 6:15, sneezing and congested. I feel perfectly fine otherwise, but my nose is still not very happy, and I’m carrying around tissues in case I have an emergency (which has already happened this morning).

It turns out that my first grad school assignments were actually due on Tuesday. I realized that about one of them, but I couldn’t figure out how to submit it. I somehow forgot about the other one, which seems impossible with the to-do list clearly set up. I don’t understand how it happened either. My instructor emailed me about it, but I didn’t check my school email because it has been spam only up to this point. This is why I can’t afford to play video games. An hour or two wouldn’t be a problem most days, but if I focus on it exclusively like I did with reading on Tuesday, I will almost certainly get behind on my assignments. Also, I need to remember that this first week of classes is very busy, and I need to stay on my toes as much as possible.

For today, I’m going work on school until 7 exactly, then dance and take a shower, then work until I’ve completed my forum post. I expect that will take a little longer than I want to spend on it.

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