(No, NOT bidding.)
(It feels like bidding will NEVER be finished.)
(It feels like bidding will be with me until the end of time.)
(Death. Taxes. AND BIDDING.)
Anyway, what is actually finished is Calculus. My summer Calculus class (that I ended up in because the morning my spring semester was over, I had an anxiety attack because I knew I would then have nothing to do, and so I immediately enrolled in a summer Calculus class and tortured my new professor until he opened the online classes up early for me.)
This is because, and I've said it before but I'll say it again, I SUCK - royally, epically SUCK SUCK SUCK *SUCK* - at being an EFM and having nothing to do. That building? Over there? That my husband (and now my older son) call home all day long (and longer)? That building they belong in? That they do important things in? That they have friends in and special clearances and badges for? That their contributions are valued in?
That's THEIR building. Not mine. That's truly how I feel. And I have nowhere to... be. Nothing to... do. Unless I'm busy taking a class online. And then the world fades away and my brain is engaged and the time passes happily.
So, yeah. classes. Those things that keeps me sane.
I didn't finish the whole Calc class in a month like I had originally hoped to do, but that's because I've been sick as a dog multiple times during Calc (literally I have been super sick with three different colds/flus these last four to five weeks, such that out of these last five weeks I've been sick three to four of them) - and then we've also had bidding drama all over the place (just wait, you guys. Just WAIT until I can tell you the story), so I am cutting myself slack for going past my original four-week plan. I finished with a 100 average in the class, anyway, so that has to count for something. Plus, Calculus was an absolute BLAST and ever so much better than PreCalc, which was replete with boring formulae. No formulas in Calculus!!! Gotta love it.**
Anyway,
Good question. I finished my final exam at 11:45 am, made lunch for my family at noon, and now, two hours later, I am literally fighting back PANIC because I HAVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO.
I know that if I were a normal person, or a normal student, I would be all
Except I'm not. I'm freaking out.
Meanwhile, Chengdu has been having the worst, thickest pollution weather on the face of the earth these last couple of weeks since school let out. Truly, abysmally bad. Atrociously, heinously bad. So bad that I want to collectively yell at everyone who isn't in Chengdu (or China?) right now:
Truly, y'all - I'm not making this up. It's been seriously awful, thick pollution combined with rain, which means that it looks like it is RAINING MUD. I'm sitting in my bedroom this very second watching little streaks of MUD dripping down my window pane. Is this mud- from the sky? Is this water from the sky combined with what was already on my windows? WHO KNOWS.
Oh, wait - I'm forgetting to put on my "happy FS hat" and be more optimistic-like. I hate it when I do that.
I'll try to inwardly adjust my attitude ... hold on just a sec...
Here - is this better?
There. I'll try to behave myself.
Anyway.
So the bottom line is that I need something to do. Mercifully, or maybe NOT mercifully, I know that I need to take a good look at my consumables - what's left over, what we may use before we leave, what will never get used, what I was an idiot to bring in the first place - and get all the Epic Consumables Fail written down in one place so I never do such a bad job at consumables ever again.
Because someday we may move somewhere again that gives us a consumables shipment. And Lord have mercy, you guys, ain't NO WAY I could EVER screw it up again as badly as I did this time! I mean, of course, I know I'll screw it up somehow, but please PLEASE let me never screw it up as badly as I did this time.
Maybe that will be my next blog post.
"Consumables Epic Fail: My Enormous Mistakes on Parade for the World to See."
I know it will help me. Maybe it will help someone else in the process. Who knows?
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** [If you, Dear Readers, are currently taking PreCalculus - or if your offspring are currently taking PreCalculus - and if you/they are sick to death and weighed down by all of the zillions of mind-numbing formulas, please let me just say that Calculus was, at least for both me and my older son, about ten bazillion times better than PreCalc. I mean, I got an A in PreCalc, and it was interesting and stuff, but Calculus was, like, way WAY better. WAY WAY WAY.].