Getting my shit together in 3...2...1...

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Permalink Reply by kanachick on October 13, 2009 at 2:17pm

I took a nap. Oh yes...I took a half hour and crawled into my bed.

I'm not on task or anything but I did it.

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Permalink Reply by Boring User Name on October 13, 2009 at 2:26pm

Apparently, I am not, as nap time is almost over and I'm still sitting here. Although maybe it is positive as I have been a crazy ball of stress recently, so the fact that I can sit for a few minutes is a good thing.

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Permalink Reply by TommysMommy on October 13, 2009 at 2:46pm

Son of a hooey:

I thought I was doing all sorts of good today: Made phone calls, setting up appts. Then I tripped over himself's tonka bulldozer. I managed to avoid landing on both small children but it was close. I don't think I hurt myself. Stitches are fine and so is the incision I think. But I think I sprained my toe and landed on my wrist.

Then I called the person whose extra parking spot we are renting while living in my mother's apartment. We had given them two cheques for the months of Sept and Oct but I had been very clear that we may need it longer. Talked to the guy today, they've already given it away for Nov 1. Son of a bitch. They couldn't have taken 2 minutes to call and check to see if we needed it longer? So now I need to see if I can find another spot in the next two weeks and hopefully at a price like the one we were paying.

I am waiting for the 3rd shoe to drop right now. I am holding the baby because it makes me feel better.

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Permalink Reply by kommishoner on October 13, 2009 at 3:50pm

Note: the following story is meant to be allegory and not an actual suggestion for action, but:

I was recently reading an Augusten Burroughs essay wherein he reported that a friend of his, Druggy Debbie, once dealt with being harassed by frat boys by taking out her tampon and throwing it at the lead harasser.

Just imagine that student of yours with a bloody tampon sliding down his shirt and splatting softly onto one of his expensive, ironic sneakers. And smile.

(also, does this make me one of those problematic feminists MW talked about in response to the husband blog? I'm not sure. I'm not trying to be problematic. Maybe I've read too much Hothead Paisan for my own good.)

mcglory13 said:

Today I had a male student aggressively yell at myself and a TA. Then he announced he was done with the conversation and stormed out the door. This was after he admitted he hadn't read the directions for the assignment or the grading rubric. Basically he was trying to bully me into giving him a better grade. Fun times. Also: cramps.

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Permalink Reply by kommishoner on October 13, 2009 at 4:30pm

Lock him in the closet with the bitey toddler, then stick the pad to the back of his pants. Perfect.

(And I agree. The individuals practicing any one particular school of thought or participating in any one movement are, after all, only human. The ideas should stand for themselves. That being said, with friends like me, who needs enemies? ;) )

mcglory13 said:

I'm not so much into the notion that feminism can be dismissed (ie, the right for women to be equal to men) by "problematic feminists." The essential justice of the claim doesn't have much to do with individuals crusading for it.

I don't really like tampons, so it will have to be a bloody pad. Mostly I'd like to lock him in a room with my demon spawn toddler who bit somebody today for an hour. They deserve each other.

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Permalink Reply by sabine louise on October 13, 2009 at 8:19pm

My motivation is missing the 1st month and a half of the school year while on medical leave, coming back 3 days/week and having to piece together what other people did with my caseload while I was out. I feel like Marge Simpson before she goes to El Rancho Relaxo. One of my colleagues doesn't seem to believe in documentation unless it's on tiny memo pads vs emails, typed lists or MEDICAID-APPROVED PAPERWORK!!! Holy sheesh. It's hard being grateful for folks covering for you when you come back to the memo pad lists. This jumping in at midstream thing is rough. I hope I'm thru the worst of it.

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Permalink Reply by The Oracle on October 13, 2009 at 8:46pm

When Ducky was 2 weeks old, we found out we are moving to Tacoma. In the 2 1/2 weeks since then, I've motivated every day to plow through a five-page to-do list that includes such diverse tasks as hiring a real estate agent, getting Ducky's birth certificate, getting an MRI, buying a new car, painting our interior walls white, packing up a 3+ bedroom house, arranging for termite and septic inspections, and sending thank-you notes for a party that happened nearly two months ago.

Today it rained for the first time in recent memory. I nursed the baby, sang to the baby, played with the baby, ate pumpkin spice cake, drank coffee, carved a pumpkin with the Dragon, read books on the couch with the Dragon and spent 45 minutes splashing in puddles with the Dragon up and down our street. I motivated for nothing. And was very, very happy.

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Permalink Reply by G to the G on October 14, 2009 at 12:11pm

The O said:
Today it rained for the first time in recent memory. I nursed the baby, sang to the baby, played with the baby, ate pumpkin spice cake, drank coffee, carved a pumpkin with the Dragon, read books on the couch with the Dragon and spent 45 minutes splashing in puddles with the Dragon up and down our street. I motivated for nothing. And was very, very happy.

I dunno O that sounds like you were right on task...and had the best day ever as a result :)

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