Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

The worst

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Today I worked 7 hours on the public desks of the library and attended a 3 hour lecture with a professor that talks so fast I can’t keep up.  Tonight during a lull in work I typed up the notes from that class.  Five pages of typed notes.  Toward the end of the lecture I was getting confused and started not listening;  it was as if the mind shut down, and any further information was just going to push something else, equally vital, out of my brain.

Tonight between patrons I am trying to read the text and make some sense, but my eyes are watering from exhaustion, and the phone keeps ringing.

I STILL have to finish that darn paper that is due Tuesday, I’m working Saturday and Sunday, I need to figure this class out and I think I have two other classes to worry about!

OK.  Enough.  No more stressing.  Why do you do this to yourself (I ask myself!) every semester!  You will be fine.  You will be fine…you will..really…be fine.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

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