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It is easy not to write when things are happening. And I haven't rebuilt habits to compensate for those interruptions. So what's been happening?
New semester semester started up at school, my final year - we hope! - before graduation. It has been so long I can hardly imagine the prospect of having that paper and being able to say I achieved a university. Remote study so I don't have to worry about commuting to classes at fixed times as well as to work. And to my shock when yesterday I compared my progress on the readings against the subject outline, I find I am more than a week ahead!
Shan't let that get me complacent. Or so I hope - still fear that I'll subconsciously slack off - but I'd sincerely believed I was falling farther and farther behind. It is a great relief to be ahead and I cannot recall when last that happened. Maybe never. I am taking advantage of this to engage in class forum participation, which I normally never do as I feel I need all my energies for keeping up with the material.
I just spent two weeks looking after our dogs while my mother and her husband surprised an older member of the family by showing up on the same cruise she was taking. My sister visited and stayed for the duration to help with the animal care, and that did help a lot. Especially for the days when I was working and couldn't be home at the time they're accustomed to being fed. The new puppy was tremendously exhausting but I think we got her through.
This week I'm home sick. Only a bit of fever and, since last night, an occasional cough and traces of congestion. I'd be entirely capable of continuing to work however it is better at any time to rest if one is sick, to recover better and to lower the chance of infecting anyone else. And especially at this time when we are obliged to be cautious and hopefully slow the spread of a certain pandemic illness, I'd rather keep to myself despite not being to my knowledge at any particularly high risk factor. Given what I'm experiencing currently is so mild, that seems an unlikely case but I can't not consider it.
Work is not great at the moment. I'd like to rant but that would be undiplomatic. I haven't decided if I owe them my silence but I'll likely err that way as it feels the safer. Is it the right thing? I fear not.
New semester semester started up at school, my final year - we hope! - before graduation. It has been so long I can hardly imagine the prospect of having that paper and being able to say I achieved a university. Remote study so I don't have to worry about commuting to classes at fixed times as well as to work. And to my shock when yesterday I compared my progress on the readings against the subject outline, I find I am more than a week ahead!
Shan't let that get me complacent. Or so I hope - still fear that I'll subconsciously slack off - but I'd sincerely believed I was falling farther and farther behind. It is a great relief to be ahead and I cannot recall when last that happened. Maybe never. I am taking advantage of this to engage in class forum participation, which I normally never do as I feel I need all my energies for keeping up with the material.
I just spent two weeks looking after our dogs while my mother and her husband surprised an older member of the family by showing up on the same cruise she was taking. My sister visited and stayed for the duration to help with the animal care, and that did help a lot. Especially for the days when I was working and couldn't be home at the time they're accustomed to being fed. The new puppy was tremendously exhausting but I think we got her through.
This week I'm home sick. Only a bit of fever and, since last night, an occasional cough and traces of congestion. I'd be entirely capable of continuing to work however it is better at any time to rest if one is sick, to recover better and to lower the chance of infecting anyone else. And especially at this time when we are obliged to be cautious and hopefully slow the spread of a certain pandemic illness, I'd rather keep to myself despite not being to my knowledge at any particularly high risk factor. Given what I'm experiencing currently is so mild, that seems an unlikely case but I can't not consider it.
Work is not great at the moment. I'd like to rant but that would be undiplomatic. I haven't decided if I owe them my silence but I'll likely err that way as it feels the safer. Is it the right thing? I fear not.
