Nov. 8th, 2012

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It's only midday! It feels much later.

Until teaching-time, most of the day is beset by tasks that feel like hard work. This is my own fault. I was worried that I'd never actually finish anything and would end up in a complete mess (this seldom happens, but I do worry about it quite often) and so I determined I'd do the vilest of my tasks so that they would cease lurking.

None of them are actually vile, but they've all got particular challenges. I'm about 1/3 through the three worst, too. If I can finish them, maybe I'll stop feeling as if the world is coming to an end? No, that sense won't go until I find a job. My mind knows it will take a long time (probably another year, in all likelihood), but I really want to get on with my research and my writing and my teaching and to not spend all this time trying to convince people I'm the person they need.

That reminds me, there was a fourth task of terror. I shall swivel between them until 4 pm, making time for the online launch I promised I would attend. And tomorrow maybe I'll sleep in a bit. If I finish the four, then maybe I shall.
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My family history class is so nice. I give them strange writing exercises and they enjoy them (tonight's included fondling stretchy alien toys) and I tell them that food is an important part of writing and so they feed each other. Also, they laugh at my jokes and work out my handwriting. And one of them gave me a lift home.

I'm now officially taking a break, for I might have overdone the work side of things today, but I am very mellow and very happy and very much in love with the world.

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