11.10.09
Doll people coming for second look
The “doll” people are coming to take a second look at the house today. Apparently they spent over an hour at home last week (after I had made my exit).
They also spent some time looking around the neighbourhood (I know this because the agent was dropping off fliers and bumped into them around the neighbourhood about an hour after they had all left the house).
I understand that their house is on the market also. So if anything were to eventuate – it would probably be on condition of sale of their house.
Once I get my assignment posted (when it is finished that is…) I guess my next research project will be to start learning how this whole house-selling business actually works!
11.07.09
Procrastination & F.B
I wasn’t going to go on to F.B today while studying – so I didn’t get distracted and procrastinate anymore.
But it’s tricky when my assignment revolves around a lesson about social networking. So, I’m up to a discussion point about the amount of time-wasting F.B causes when trying to study (no need to tell me about this… and I’m no-where near as bad as the students – which is saying something at times).
So, while on F.B trying to find examples of the “F.B interferes with my study; and procrastination” groups they all seem to belong to, I also stumbled upon this interesting article from Psychology Today (via a link in F.B of all things). Very convenient. Excellent reference for me to use. Just in time, rather than just in case!
Facebook – a whole new world of procrastination
One interview quote from a student. I can relate.
“I think it is a really big problem for me because I set aside time for a break period and it seems to get extended because of Facebook. I’ll take a break and get absorbed into it, so my 15 minute break turns into an hour gone by and that is where it becomes a problem. Time flies on the Internet and it is not a cognitive process. I don’t think about it.”
Now, where’s the article about procrastination and blogs…
Talking through your emotions releases them…
Crying seems to be more my style.
Or writing them.
Today’s daily horoscope is again spot on for how I’m feeling today.
“Talking through my emotions releases them…” As the Moon moves through Cancer, she links to Mercury, the planet who knows that it’s good to talk. Release an old fear or upset today by talking it through. The week ahead has some tense communications links – the sooner we get the hard conversations over, the better.
But, I don’t have time at the moment for talking, writng or crying. Which is difficult. It’s all swirling around in my head. Because I have to get my assignment done, I have to try desperately switch into ‘flatline’ mode to try and not feel any of these things, hence they distract me too much from my study this weekend. Try not to think or feel anything else. I can’t get distracted by all these other emotions right now.
It’s a non-negotiable with myself this weekend.
11.05.09
Do I collect dolls?
Is apparently what my pretty garden displays says about me.
Dear lord. Really?
Ok, well we will forget that there may have been a brief spell of doll-collecting during my 20’s. During the time that sunflowers featured heavily in my décor. In the naieve time before I became a bit more Shabby Chic and vintage refined… There was also the fact that a ‘collection’ was never really going to be a hit considering at the time in doll-land there seemed to be only one actual model that I liked. I brought the same doll twice without realising it – they just had different coloured eyes and hair. But were the same doll never-the-less. I guess I just like what I like. (And ain’t that a good thing aye Sweetie…)
Now I’ve embarrassed myself with this confession, lets move on. What brings me to this mortifying revelation at lunchtime?
A mad scramble home to try and tidy the house for people coming through. Although we missed the deadline for the first lot. We had been told that for most house visits we would have about 24 hours notice. Meaning we would get up earlier that morning in order to give us time to do all of the extra tidying bits and pieces for that day. The house is generally very tidy at the moment, but we still have to eat, sleep, get undressed and have showers. Just being alive creates mess.
Not expecting anyone through today, we were a bit lax this morning. Bed not made, dishes on the bench, make-up on bathroom vanity, (knickers on bathroom floor?), my crusty weetbix breakfast plate and ½ finished coffee cup sitting on the bedroom dresser, yesterdays clothes lying around (and several outfit changes from this morning flung on the bed). You get the picture. Nothing dreadful in the full scheme of things. Just general ‘morning mess’.
So I ripped home at lunchtime to sort what I could. Too late. Agent’s card left on the bench. Apparently the agent left them to look around the garden and whipped inside to check. She had pulled up the bed (but the duvet was on sideways!) and stuffed all my clothes on the side-table. My grubby knee ankle brace was flung on the floor. The weetbix plate and coffee cup still sitting there. Lord knows what the actual knicker situation was… I’m pretty sure I was ok on that front, but can’t be certain. I’m pleased it was a woman, so if there was any ‘situation’ to be dealt with, we were not looking at a Target scenario.
It seemed that the agent had already been, so I could at least eat my lunch before rushing around to fix things. Just in case there were more this afternoon. Which there were. As I had a sandwich stuffed in my mouth. And still hadn’t tidied. Groan.
11.04.09
Still only a flicker
The light at the end of the study tunnel, that is.
But I suppose it’s a flicker none-the-less.
I had some stupid fantasy of getting it all knocked off last weekend. What a joke. Then I had another stupid fantasy of getting it all knocked off today. Another bloody joke.
What I had failed to realise was that assignment number 3 is essentially the same task as the assessment that nearly did my head in for the last paper. The focus is different this time, so it is essentially like starting from scratch again in regard to just recycling that particular assignment.
I cant stand it. And can’t wait for it to be over. It almost feels like I’ve been walking around with a tumor growing on me that I just want to get rid of. I think my aversion to studying this semester has also been a definite contributor to my RA flares. Unfortunately. But not much I can do about that now. Its happened and its here now again. For how long, who knows. But I think study, among other things has been the main one to fling that particular door wide open.
I had a day off today. Partially genuinely feeling sick and run-down and partially to continue with this drudgery. My assessment is due next Wednesday on the 11th. Of course I didn’t finish it today (I never really expected in a million years that I actually would, but one can hope…). But I am pleased that the main sticking point that has been holding up the work (the dam lesson plan) has been mostly sorted now. Still a lot of refinement, but it is essentially sorted now. This has been holding up all of the rest of the associated tasks. So I suppose at least that milestone has been reached.
There is still a long way s to go though until next Wednesday… As well as this assignment, I still have to complete the 3rd essay from the second assessment that I was able to postpone when I had the major crash with my hip. The whole thing really has been a nightmare.
I will have to find some way of standing up to my manager next year to say I don’t want to do anymore study for the meantime. Maybe forever.
Maybe I need to amass letters of support from Sweetie, Dr, Rheumatologist, shrink… I’m sure they would all support me chucking the study.
Roll on Wednesday is all I can say. But it still feels like a long way away at this point.
