Exams, quizzes, reading assignments, research papers, and a 104º fever encompassed this past week. As someone who very rarely gets sick, I took it as a sign that I needed to catch up on rest. Reciting dates related to globalization is far from entertaining, but falling asleep at 8pm while studying was becoming problematic.
By Friday night, I was more than ready to uncork a few bottles of chardonnay with friends and vent about hectic weeks over salads.
Though the semester began four weeks ago, I’m still adjusting to my new schedule. Just before I traveled to California, I quit one of my regular nannying positions. I’ve held many jobs for different families over the years, but it was the first time that I ever quit anything other than softball in the third grade. It was an extremely difficult decision to make, but I ultimately had to do what was best for me.
With a slightly less demanding routine outside of school, I’m struggling with feeling inadequate. I’ve found myself uninspired in a similar situation, and a bit too frequently, smiling with insincerity. I believe in following through with commitments, so I’m hoping to find some excitement soon.
In the meantime, I’ll be on a mission to find the perfect vintage Chanel handbag…