Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Ketchup: Good in Sandwiches, Not Life

While taking a look at my schedule for the week this past Sunday I was presently surprised that I only had plans (besides my regular work/school schedule) on Monday evening. I had an appointment to finalize a contract with a bride, but other than that, I was good for the week. I knew it was too good to be true...
By Sunday evening I had another appointment to give another couple a tour on Tuesday late afternoon. Ok, I can do Monday and Tuesday. Still plenty of time for activities. Well, Tuesday rolls around and I am sick all morning. WONDERFUL! So while working from home, my little brother calls me all in a huff needing to talk. And of course it's not a conversation to be had on the phone, so we made plans for dinner that evening after my tour and then meeting with the new intern. Now of course dinner with Stone is an enjoyable activity, so I was not upset about that. However, I did not get home til late and did not have time to do my homework. So Monday morning, exhausted and running late, I ran to my 9am class, reaching the door at 9:01. As I entered the hallway, 2 things immediately caught my attention: 1) a guy from the same class is chillin' on the bench in front of the door, and 2) there is a note on the door. Now typically a note on the door means a cancelled class...which would have been wonderful. I could never be so lucky. To my extreme irritation the note states: "Please take a seat on the bench and you will be admitted into class at the next convenient moment." With my jaw resting on the floor, the guy previously mentioned says, "I didn't even think it was 9 yet. This is b***s***!" My sentiments exactly. Not feeling in the mood to wait until the profs "next convenient moment", I grumpily made my way to the commons to try and get some work done while I waited the 2 hours until my next class. Before the end of the day, I also added another commitment to my week for Friday evening; unfortunately not one I will get paid for.  
It's amazing to me how much can happen in just the span of 24 hours. Or 48 hours. And within 72 hours my whole week had changed. I was hoping this evening would be an opportunity for relaxation on my hump/leap day, but then I remembered all the homework that has yet to been done. Have you ever felt like you just couldn't catch up? 

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