Hi all,
I'm updating all of you on my progress in Purgatory, otherwise known as the end of the one-year teaching program. Most of my projects are due Wednesday, but to make it extra painful, there is another project and a presentation I have to give in another two weeks.
My retinas are burning from staring at the computer screen so much and my estranged dog and husband wonder if I will ever mutter more than three words without bursting into a tirade about how much of my life is being wasted on crap. Mostly, they're lying low and leave the house a lot as to not disturb "the beast."
To make matters worse, the weight that is pushing down on my shoulders to finish this project seems to slowly be creeping southward. I've developed a really bad habit of using chocolates, jalapeno-cheddar Cheetos and everything else I can shove in my mouth to endure the project. I have a horrible feeling that at the end of this project, the weight off my shoulders will have migrated to my ass.
The end is near... And then I will write funny things again when "the beast" leaves. I feel like Kafka in that story about the man turning into the rodent. eek.
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oh erin I'm sure you're not the beast. but, I know what you mean. I feel like the beast too sometimes. when I get back we are celebrating my friend! Bellini's, anyone?!?!?!? miss you!
Lol, so you usurped the title of "The Beast" from Max, huh?
Hang in there kitty! The end is at hand and with every day the mojito party draws closer!
Erin! I have to say that your blog made me laugh SO HARD! Especially the weight migration thing. But I am not laughing at you, really...I did the same thing when I worked at the car dealership, only with soft pretzels and cheese bagels....mmmmmm. (Which also head south to settle) It'll be over soon and you can reintroduce yourself to Mike and the doggy! They'll still love you, I promise!
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