make that my ass and back and shoulders.
On Monday, I did a wee bit too much of teh exercise.
Today I took a nap.
Earlier today I felt like quitting graduate school. Not only am I completely disillusioned with Academia, but I also feel that I lack the enthusiasm I once had for my subject. Now, there is a possibility that this disregard for my work stems from my overall state of being sleep deprived and sore. While there exists an equal likelihood that my spiritless state has arisen from the purgatory known as My Graduate Program.
I fantasize about being a stay at home mom. I daydream of having four kids. (In reality, I know we will probably end up with 2.)
Postsecret from Sunday:
I am weary of this stage of my life.