This must be what being a grad student is really like.  Total exhaustion.  With a seemingly never ending list of things still to be done.  Whatever made me think that working 19 hours a week while attending classes wouldn’t really change how this school experiement will go?

I worked yesterday prior to my class and again after.  I worked till 9 p.m. and worse (for me) till 9 p.m. in the youth department.  Alone.  On an evening when there were 50+ adults and kids and their tutors working in the library, many of them in the youth department.  On top of the usual number of parents and kids looking for stuff there.  My.

Well, at least that shift is finished!  I’m now trying to write a paper that is due next week.  Sounds like I’m ahead doesn’t it?  Well I would be except that the reason I’m writing it now is that I am so totally booked for the rest of the week that I don’t know when between now and next Tuesday I’ll have four hours of uninterrupted time.  So here I am, Wednesday morning. It’s still dark out, and I’m trying to wake up my mind to write a paper.  I haven’t read the material that is supposed to make this easier, hoping that writing skill alone will get me through.  No time to read any supporting documents!  Of course not!

And puppy Katie wants something.  Just to play I think, because we’ve already been outside two times and it’s barely 7:00.  We built a pen outside for her, and when she’s in that I get a lot more work done, but it’s dark out and somehow I can’t quite put her out there in the dark.  I know.  Spoiled puppy.  Silly puppy mom.