So technically this’ll be going up on a Tuesday. But I assure you my sentiments remain the same.
I was driving to school and I heard the radio say that the first Monday back after a new year is supposed to be the saddest day of the year. People are apparently six times more likely to complain about the weather and everyone is just generally grumpy. I even looked it up and it’s an actual thing.
I had quite a blue Monday.
It didn’t help that my first class was at 8 AM or that the temperature was 22 degrees below freezing. Oh and I could hardly see out of my windshield because of a spontaneous snow squall. Thanks Canada, you know just how to cheer me up.
My actual classes were great today. I reunited with my new friends and got organized for the semester, filling in my agenda with the many many due dates that lie ahead. I got home and ate a delicious lunch, then relaxed with an episode of Gilmore Girls. Very uneventful, very mundane, but on the surface I was content.
Beneath my composed exterior, I’m bubbling with stress:
I’ve ordered my textbooks but they won’t be in until early next week which means I’ll be a full two weeks behind on readings. I’m never behind, and being absolutely helpless about it is infuriating.
We took down all of the Christmas decorations, which is always kind of sad.
It’s so cold outside. I honestly don’t understand how we humans can actually function when the weather is this frigid.
I’m stuck with a former friend for the entire clinical semester, which is a weekly 12 hour shift.
I haven’t met my clinical instructor yet so I don’t know what to expect. I’ve had two really great instructors and it makes for a tough act to follow.
After the first 12 hour day, I get to sleep for maybe six hours before going on a 16 hour drive to Atlanta. This weekend is my sister’s engagement party, and because I don’t have class on Thursday or Friday this week, we thought it was perfect timing. My parents will be staying behind and my sisters and I will be flying home Sunday evening. It’ll be great fun, but terribly exhausting especially if the plane is delayed, which it always is.
I’ve got an exam worth 20% of my final mark right after the weekend and after days of travel and parties, I’ll probably be pressed for time to study.
Maybe it’s because I’ve got so much going on right now, but I just feel incompetent, disorganized, and rushed. Excuse the rambling and quite boring post, but I desperately needed to put my thoughts into some sort of order. I keep making lists and checking things off, but there are certain things I just can’t get to and it’s driving me absolutely mad. I hope everything goes well and that I’m not too tired or sleep deprived to enjoy the weekend.
Basically I just wanted to share that if you had a rough first day back, there’s a scientific reason, and I’m right there with you.
Happy Blue Monday y’all!