[219/366] an actual good day
Aug. 6th, 2020 06:43 pmThis morning I:
Normally I'd expect myself to be so self-critical now, at how little I can expect of myself. But today that voice is quiet, so far at least, which is nice.
Then I rested for an hour, did uni reading for an hour (I'm having to remind myself of stuff from last fall so I can finally take my forensic linguistics exam in a couple of weeks) and, just as outside was getting noisy with workmen next door and I was thinking I was due a break,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
diffrentcolours texted to say if Gary and I walked to the park right now we'd see him.
Gary didn't want to go (he's a bit under the weather today, he's got a very delicate stomach) but I went on my own and had a really nice time chatting, enjoying the warm and sometimes sunny weather, we even had something approximating an ice cream although it was from the hippie shop so it was a frozen triangle of banana and coconut milk, still delicious. When I metdiffrentcolours there, he said something about how normal it felt, and it did. There was an exercise class happening, which probably didn't need to be much more socially-distanced than it would've been anyway for people to have room to flail around. There were lots of people walking Good Dogs. There were kids who'd be on holiday anyway. The weather was nice and summery: warm enough for a t-shirt and shorts, with intermittent sun and a good breeze.
I still have one essay left to do, this one a research paper on a topic I really don't understand but luckily Andrew does. He fixed my graph from a nightmare to one where the lines are actually near the dots. I've been so worried about that, and so mired in the essay I handed in yesterday, that just having one of those done and the other confirmed as manageable, possible, has made such a big difference to me. No wonder I got so much done this morning. But also I had to: some stuff I'd been putting off as I could only manage the bare minimum in recent weeks.
I have to hand in that last essay by a week on Monday and the exam, an open-book one that lasts a week which means writing more essays, starts two days after that is due. By the 26th of August I will finally be done with my degree. Then I have to start jobhunting in earnest.
- got up early
- had breakfast
- walked the dog
- went to the pharmacy (which sucks and guess who wasn't obeying the "only two people inside at a time" sign? That's right, the only white guy!)
- nipped into the Asian shop on a whim since I had to walk past it anyway, to get the cumin I didn't get in Monday's delivery
- went to Asda to get dog food and a couple other things that were missed on Monday, that give me more meal options this week
Normally I'd expect myself to be so self-critical now, at how little I can expect of myself. But today that voice is quiet, so far at least, which is nice.
Then I rested for an hour, did uni reading for an hour (I'm having to remind myself of stuff from last fall so I can finally take my forensic linguistics exam in a couple of weeks) and, just as outside was getting noisy with workmen next door and I was thinking I was due a break,
diffrentcolours texted to say if Gary and I walked to the park right now we'd see him.Gary didn't want to go (he's a bit under the weather today, he's got a very delicate stomach) but I went on my own and had a really nice time chatting, enjoying the warm and sometimes sunny weather, we even had something approximating an ice cream although it was from the hippie shop so it was a frozen triangle of banana and coconut milk, still delicious. When I met
diffrentcolours there, he said something about how normal it felt, and it did. There was an exercise class happening, which probably didn't need to be much more socially-distanced than it would've been anyway for people to have room to flail around. There were lots of people walking Good Dogs. There were kids who'd be on holiday anyway. The weather was nice and summery: warm enough for a t-shirt and shorts, with intermittent sun and a good breeze. I still have one essay left to do, this one a research paper on a topic I really don't understand but luckily Andrew does. He fixed my graph from a nightmare to one where the lines are actually near the dots. I've been so worried about that, and so mired in the essay I handed in yesterday, that just having one of those done and the other confirmed as manageable, possible, has made such a big difference to me. No wonder I got so much done this morning. But also I had to: some stuff I'd been putting off as I could only manage the bare minimum in recent weeks.
I have to hand in that last essay by a week on Monday and the exam, an open-book one that lasts a week which means writing more essays, starts two days after that is due. By the 26th of August I will finally be done with my degree. Then I have to start jobhunting in earnest.