When today's classes officially got cancelled last night at 9:30, there was much rejoicing. (Apparently it's a hoot to be on campus at the moment the notification goes out; you can hear the happy cries from the dorms all rise up at once.) I was really, really counting on today as a snow day because I have the winter's first bad cold, and all I wanted was to snuggle on the couch in my pajamas and nurse my cold and look at the pretty snow outside.
And indeed, that is what I've done for the past hour or so, and it has indeed been nice. Other than the whole not-breathing-well thing, of course.
But reality set in a few minutes ago:
- First of all: snow day equals shoveling. I normally don't mind shoveling so much, especially with the neighbor of excellence who does our front walk and our shared driveway with his snowblower. But it's crazy cold outside, which is making the shoveling prospect daunting. Done!
- Plus: midterm student reports are due tomorrow. I don't know why I've kept ignoring these for the past week; they just didn't seem like that big a deal, and I kept putting them off. But they are due by noon tomorrow, which means they have to be posted before 8:00 a.m. because my Thursday will involve me getting no break at all from 8:00 to 12:20. Done!
- And then there's the set of essays my juniors turned in yesterday. I'm telling myself sternly that there is no reason at all that I need to grade them before doing the midterm reports, but I'm feeling curiously stresed about them nonetheless. Haven't even touched these yet, and not berating myself for that.
- Plus, our house has now entered the squalid stage. And somewhere in this wreckage is an overdue library book that I haven't been able to find. I know that if I could just start picking away at the mess, I could make some progress -- even just 15 minutes a day would probably let us find the horizontal surfaces of the house within a week -- and yet I can't make myself start. It's all just too overwhelming. Did half an hour of work -- a tiny start, but a start.
Clearly I need to haul myself off of the couch, take another Sudafed, and get started doing something, because the stress caused by the list above is wrecking my peaceful snow day!
1:00 update: I decided I needed to pull myself together and stop whining, so I got off the couch and filled the soap dispenser in the bathroom. Having taken that one tiny step, I decided I could go further, and so I pulled on blue jeans and headed out to do the shoveling. It actually wasn't bad at all, because the sun was shining, which mitigated the cold, and the snow was light and fluffy. So I came back in, had a nice warm shower and dressed, and prepared to actually have a more productive afternoon than my morning (which is not hard at all). And my reward from the universe? I just now got an email from my colleague, letting me know that her jury duty is over at last! Hurrah! So one major thing just dropped off of my daily schedule, which is helping my outlook enormously. (Even though teaching the class was actually pretty fun, it was still one more thing to do each day.)
8:30 update: Okay, all of the midterm reports are done, and I spent half an hour picking up stuff in the living room. That made only a dent in the overall mess, and neither the missing library book nor the missing checkbook showed up, but I took an entire paper grocery bag full of paper out to the recycling, and a segment of floor that used to be covered in crap is now visible. So that's something. My cold has gotten worse as the day has gone on, but I think I can come home tomorrow by around 1:00 and crawl back into bed. So life feels do-able in the moment.
These updates brought to you by my mid-day resolution to "suck less." Funny how that resolution was born in mid-January and gets resurrected at about this time each year!