I just cried for the first time in months. My dissertation corrections have to be submitted by Friday, and I'm not done with them. Holy procrastination, I know. I've been spending some time on the weekends working on it, but it gives me a lot of anxiety and therefore I've been avoiding it.
I sat down today and realized that I have a BUNCH of shit left to do, and I'm not even 100% sure that my committee will sign off on it. I asked my advisor what he thought today, and he said "I'm not the problem, the rest of your committee is the problem."
I can't even work on it tonight because my mom is visiting for the night. I haven't felt this anxious since before my dissertation defense. :-(
I'm sorry RBP. I'm also in that paralyzed-by-fear stage with my neuro class. I've been pushing off studying and just focusing on all my other classes, and the final is a week away. my professor also couldn't get through roughly 2 hrs of lecture material, but it's still going to be on the exam.
Post by Some Funny Name on Nov 13, 2012 18:27:56 GMT -5
We got new neighbors over the weekend. We share a fence line in our back yard. Every fucking time I have gone into the back yard they are hanging over the fence and are all "hey neighbor, how's it going" and wanting to chat and shit. I am not that kind of person. I don't want to chat with you every fucking time I go in my back yard, or every time I leave my house. Is there a nice way to tell someone not to talk to you?
I'm sorry RBP. I'm also in that paralyzed-by-fear stage with my neuro class. I've been pushing off studying and just focusing on all my other classes, and the final is a week away. my professor also couldn't get through roughly 2 hrs of lecture material, but it's still going to be on the exam.
fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.
({) tacom (}) Welcome to the grad school sucks club. :drink:
I'm sorry RBP. I'm also in that paralyzed-by-fear stage with my neuro class. I've been pushing off studying and just focusing on all my other classes, and the final is a week away. my professor also couldn't get through roughly 2 hrs of lecture material, but it's still going to be on the exam.
fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck.
tacom Welcome to the grad school sucks club.
WE WILL MAKE IT THROUGH THIS, lol. you sooner than I...but still. :drink: :beer: :drink: :beer:
After this weekend I am traveling or hosting every single weekend through new years.
I foresee that I am going to completely lose it in a few weeks. I am an introvert, and I just know this schedule is going to exhaust me to breaking point. But there's nothing I feel like I can say "no" to. Eep.
I just keep reminding myself that Puppy Derkins comes home at New Years, for which I am very excited. Gotta make it.
Work is seriously stressing me out. I have anxiety, I can't sleep, my stomach hurts, and I'm likely ruining my liver as a result from all the drinking. I think the hardest part is I need answers in order to make decisions, but I can't get those for at least a month.
This kid was up every 2 hours last night and has not napped at all today and is a screamy, overtired mess. I am itching to text H and tell him to leave work early. I'm so glad he's on bath/bedtime duty tonight so I can go to CrossFit. I need a break.
We got new neighbors over the weekend. We share a fence line in our back yard. Every fucking time I have gone into the back yard they are hanging over the fence and are all "hey neighbor, how's it going" and wanting to chat and shit. I am not that kind of person. I don't want to chat with you every fucking time I go in my back yard, or every time I leave my house. Is there a nice way to tell someone not to talk to you?
Oh thanks for posting. So glad I am not the only one who feels like this. We just got a new pool and our neighbors are right there every time I am out there. She is home with two young kids, seems nice and probably craves adult conversation but I so totally share your sentiments re: socializing.... I feel like a total bitch.
We got new neighbors over the weekend. We share a fence line in our back yard. Every fucking time I have gone into the back yard they are hanging over the fence and are all "hey neighbor, how's it going" and wanting to chat and shit. I am not that kind of person. I don't want to chat with you every fucking time I go in my back yard, or every time I leave my house. Is there a nice way to tell someone not to talk to you?
Post by Velvetshady on Nov 13, 2012 18:56:04 GMT -5
Needing to tear out a basement wall in order to install the giant water storage tank so we could have regular running water is the main reason we're finishing the entire basement this week. The plumbing company was supposed to order and install the storage tank, do the fittings for the new bathroom, and replace both outdoor spigots because they both leak unless turned off at the main shut off value (and this also makes us run out of water).
So yesterday, the plumbers show up with a new huge pressure tank, not a storage tank. Our pressure tank works fine, we need more than a toilet's flush worth of water stored. And the guy that ordered the wrong thing was the one that told us what we needed to order int he first place. Fail. They can get a tank for Thurs install. They do install the bathroom...and leave the outdoor hose on the entire day. Hey dumbasses, did you not believe us that this causes us to have no water?
I have a yeast infection from condoms and it's really annoying. Won't get laid this week and now we get to explore different condoms. I'm thisclose to continuing the pull and pray method for another 3 weeks. Ugh. Eff this.
I'm ready to crack. Work is an abomination, I'm so stressed out and burnt out. We have no support staff and I'm expected to pick up the slack, grow my practice, hit my hours, and revenue expectations. I'm exhausted when I get up in the morning and exhausted when I go to bed. My house is an epic disaster. Thank GOD we leave for vacation on Saturday, now I just need to get there.
We got new neighbors over the weekend. We share a fence line in our back yard. Every fucking time I have gone into the back yard they are hanging over the fence and are all "hey neighbor, how's it going" and wanting to chat and shit. I am not that kind of person. I don't want to chat with you every fucking time I go in my back yard, or every time I leave my house. Is there a nice way to tell someone not to talk to you?
Oh thanks for posting. So glad I am not the only one who feels like this. We just got a new pool and our neighbors are right there every time I am out there. She is home with two young kids, seems nice and probably craves adult conversation but I so totally share your sentiments re: socializing.... I feel like a total bitch.
Right? The thing is, we rented our guest house out for about 10 years for the extra income. We stopped a while ago because we got tired of not having our back yard to ourselves. We have a huge, kick ass back yard and we spend a lot of time out there. It's pretty private because it's completely privacy fenced in. For.a.reason.
My vent: I am printing off a ton of stuff lately on our home printer due to a class I am taking. Our printer is an insanely old Epson that goes through ink like crazy, and the ink is insanely expensive! We are looking into buying a new printer soon.
In the meantime, the black ink just went totally out, and I still have to print off several more pages for tomorrow. Looks like I'm headed out to buy ink after dinner, and I'll have to get gas too because I'm that low (I was planning to get it on the way to class tomorrow). There goes my relaxing evening.
dh keeps forgetting to tell me when we run out of some of the staples in our kitchen. So I had to make pancakes for dinner since we had no honey for the salmon. Pancakes are fine, but I really wanted salmon!
Post by fuddyduddy on Nov 13, 2012 19:51:16 GMT -5
I'm sorry, RBP.
I have a dumb vent. I have the worst spacial awareness and keep underestimating the amount of space my body takes up. I jammed my quadricep into the corner of my coffee table for the second time this week. I either need to start paying attention to where I'm going or buy circular furniture.
I am starving, but on the one hand I can't leave work yet, and on the other hand I don't want to order food that will take 45 minutes to get here because I'm hoping to leave in 45 minutes. I really wish I had snacks in my drawer.
Post by yellowbrkrd on Nov 13, 2012 19:55:47 GMT -5
I came home to all the buttons on our living room chair GONE. Damn dog! And they are nowhere to be found so now we wait to see if he poops out 6 large upholstered buttons.
We got new neighbors over the weekend. We share a fence line in our back yard. Every fucking time I have gone into the back yard they are hanging over the fence and are all "hey neighbor, how's it going" and wanting to chat and shit. I am not that kind of person. I don't want to chat with you every fucking time I go in my back yard, or every time I leave my house. Is there a nice way to tell someone not to talk to you?
Not really.
So, you're Team DH, then? LOL.
I'm really hoping it dies down once they get settled.
I'm basically falling apart. Work is insanely stressful waiting to find out if I'm going to have a job. We're in a period between having our buyer announced and having the buyer take over the company. I'm terrified of Thanksgiving with my horrible, evil MiL. I'm actively seeing a therapist about my stress and anxiety, but I'm crazy anxious over THAT, because irrationally, I feel like it's telling me that who I am (high strung ever since I can't remember) isn't right or okay.
Seeing a therapist over anxiety shouldn't make me crazy anxious! But I'm about to vibrate apart.
I'm really hoping it dies down once they get settled.
You must live someplace warm.
If I rambled off the things I've done to avoid chatter, I would seem so antisocial...and also insane. Honestly, I would go outside less and pretend to be in a rush when I was coming and going. This is not a recommendation. It's just what I would do.
Confession....
Sometimes I won't leave my room when my roommates are in the common areas. I've started keeping snacks in my room.