A better day

I woke up this afternoon (after 12 hours of sleep) feeling refreshed and kind of...happy?

The sight of 100+ student papers sitting on my desk, waiting to be graded was daunting, but kind of enjoyable too. It is interesting to look at the world through the eyes of a second-year undergraduate student.

My dearest husband is nearing the completion of his doctorate and burning the midnight oil to finish some last minute details in time for his defence next week. I am so excited for him, this degree has been ten years in the making and he has done it all while working full time in private practice and dealing with his own diagnosis of adult ADHD. He is an inspiration.

My ten-year old Princess Cat is also feeling much better. She is off of the morphine she was prescribed for pain and appears to be comfortable. This is evidenced by her sleeping on my head once again (after several worrisome days of her hiding in the basement). Her illness cost us about $900.00, but she is worth ever penny.

After spending a night in the ER with my mom, I realized was that my cat was able to get much more timely care than my mother!

Of course, my mother's care did not require any out of pocket payments....

here's to tomorrow!

Apathy

I don't feel like being a student anymore.

There, I've said it.

I've given it my best shot this semester, but my heart just isn't in it anymore. It's all I can do to get out of bed most days, and the idea of doing research in my current state is just too much. I was barely keeping my head above water until last week. My mother took ill and so did my cat. Between trips to the veterinarian and waits in the ER, I couldn't get anything done.

Yesterday I slept for 15 hours straight. Woke up, did some research and went back to bed. I was so cold, I could hardly stop shivering. This is just the way it is most days for me now.

My brilliant DH will be defending his doctoral work in two weeks time. I thought that once he had his PhD, it would make me want to work doubly hard to finish mine. But really, it's just the opposite. I truly don't care today.

Do I withdraw?

Wait another week?

Or just go back to bed?