Getting the hang of it
I think I’m getting the hang of it. This may be a totally premature assumption, but I somehow managed to have much more free time this weekend than I did last weekend. I had the same amount of work, but the crippling self-doubt was less debilitating this time around. Who knew?
I’m feeling better about things though. I’m not an idiot and classwork is starting to make some sense (I’m looking at you accounting). I think I’ll be fine until midterms roll around and that’s in what, a month? I can deal.
Random: People who are from Seattle love asking me if I like the weather. I smile and say “Yes! I love it!” What else am I supposed to say?
I really do love the weather though. When I worked in San Francisco, my favorite days were the misty, cold, and rainy ones. It made me want to stay inside, sip some hot tea, listen to good music, and read. It was very cozy. Even though I’m doing homework instead of browsing the Sunday classifieds, it is still cozy to be indoors wrapped up in a fleece jacket.