rustypants speaks

i spent the entire day tuesday freaking out because:

• work was crazy busy - tantrumming kids, noisy lunchroom, lot of details to work on and follow
• i had an appointment at 4:30 til 5:30
• and i had a bunch of reading to do and a paper to write
• and i had to be at xavier by 6:45 for class
• and it’s the class i’m learning the most in this semester and i didn’t want to slack on it
• and lise and i didn’t get much time together the previous day

so picture this: weary, battle-scarred rustypants at the end of a long day at work, frantically fighting traffic to get to his 4:30 appointment, tired from lack of sleep and too much reading for classes, realizing with dawning futility that there will be no way of getting all the reading and writing done before class that night.

rustypants’ phone rings.

it’s his wife. conversation goes like this:

“hey, dude! how are you?”
“I’M FREAKING OUT!! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
“what’s up?”
“i have had a crazy exhausting day, homework due, class tonight, reading needing to be done, appointment to get to, i miss you, i won’t be home tonight and on top of all that, I’M GOING CRAZY!!! AHHHAAHAHHHHHAHAHAHAAAHAAAAAAA”
“what do you mean you won’t be home tonight?”
*with best LIKE DUH tone of voice: “i have class tonight!?!?”
“umm. is tonight WEDNESDAY?”
*rustypants drops phone in shock*

it’s been one of those months. will grad school insanity ever end? is there an exit ramp coming up? :-)