Man, oh man. I think these past two weeks have been the longest in a while. I always say that about every week, really- but these past two in particular have been horrible. The whole 'waking up an hour early' every morning threw me off. School's been a headache because finals are approaching (ahh!). Then there was the constant stress from having to deal with jumpy people at work with nasty attitudes and a blocked car in the lot they want me to somehow move for them.
No. Just, no.
But all stress and anxiety aside, this week finally started off on the right foot (and I DO mean that literally- I almost walked out of my house on Tuesday with a mismatching purple right foot sandal :x). So I'm taking this time to reflect on three important life lessons I've come to soak in during my week from hell.
Lesson 1: On bad mornings, simply feign sickness to avoid forced conversation. Ever have those days when you just don't wanna talk to anyone? And lucky for you, on that SAME day, it's like the world gets an email saying, "(insert name here) is having a crappy day. Let's go sit by him/her and engage in hour -long meaningless convo!" These are the days when you just want to start and end your day, all in complete solace- not having to explain to everyone coming to get coffee why you're not taking the time to listen to their ramblings about life and love and how young I am to be to take on such a time consuming workload. NO, I don't want to talk about my life at home with you. NO, I DON'T care about how much you love your new outfit, and NONONO, for the LAST time, I AM NOT PREGNANT; it's called A-LINE, and it's all the rage this season!
So me and my pack of Kleenex had fun dodging the incredibly uneasy aspect of socialization.
Lesson 2: Do NOT leave a homework assignment, due Friday, unattended until Thursday night: Oh, procrastination. Everyone's done it at one point or another. But there are some situations where it's just not right to put things off until the very last minute; "some situations" being in the form of a six page MLA paper in which the better half of the semester is planned around that AND ONLY that. And giving yourself false hope by thinking that you can finish the last 4 pages at work is even WORSE. I mean, if you can answer phones, make coffee, take messages and stamp the owner's mail ALL at the same time-while trying to conjure up a thesis statement out of thin air- then by all means, go for it. But for the more human, it's not suggested.
And most importantly,
Lesson 3: When the going gets rough, sit back and think of how everything will pay off in the long run: Seeing as things haven't exactly gone my way lately, I took one night to just sit in my living room and and take advantage of the few angst-free minutes I had to myself. Okay, so maybe I do over-stress things a bit. If one thing goes bad, then I automatically shut out the idea of my day possibly getting any better. What that does, in turn, is make me stress about things that aren't even WORTH it. Who cares if I left my room an utter mess to come home to, and then have to deal with unhappy coworkers plus 4 hours of long, rest depriving night classes? It's called growing up- and I'm still doing it, one day at a time. It's time for me to quit being such a baby and take my responsibilities for what they are. It may be rough now, but a goal without sacrifice is not a goal worth reaching. So embrace change, and it shall embrace you at the right time.
And with that said, I must go and study for my first final exam of the semester. I'll be screaming joy to the high heavens once it's all over, but for now I shall take my newly discovered life lessons and ride this out. 'Till then, peace!