This Disjointed Feeling

I feel like my life is disjointed; a disparate collection of tasks and happenings are pulling my mind in different directions. I have Missouri Hope (disaster training exercise) this weekend, yet I sit here publishing my blog for my readers. I have classes on Monday, but I have a cardiologist appointment on Tuesday. My husband and I have to buy a car after he totaled ours, but I don’t know when we are going to have time to go out of town to look at one. I feel lost in my roles, not having enough time in any of them to feel fulfilled in them.

I want some time! I want some stability!

A Quiet Day

It’s a Monday, a quiet Monday, with no visitors and an hour till class. I’m prepared for class, as prepared as I’m going to be. I even cleaned the sticky residue of stickers from my employer-supplied laptop. No chaos, no disasters.

Knock on wood.

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It’s the first full week of classes, and if I think things will stay quiescent, I have learned nothing from my 23 years (24?) here. Something will happen, whether it’s me passing out from the residue of Goo Gone fumes, a student with an out-of-commission car (Oops, already happened!), or the Internet crashing. I don’t trust the calmness.

Frighteningly, I don’t relish the calmness. Not wishing a disaster on someone, but I like at least some activity in my office hours. The student who can’t find the supplemental book at the bookstore, the visitor asking for direction to an office, or the visit from a former student —

None of which is happening now.

I’ll keep you posted.