Well, I didn't get as much done today as I hoped. But it wasn't totally unproductive. I did read some math review. I also got my lesson plans nearly finished for tomorrow. I also managed to talk to B twice on Skype for a decent amount of time (which, I know was unproductive and I should have just told him to have fun and then I could work, but then I know there are other days in the next few weeks where I might not hear from him at all, so I should take advantage of it while I can, right?)
I also made yummy soup and got to the gym. I can already feel the sore and stiff muscles creeping in.
I go from missing him intensely to then being intensely jealous of the experience he's having and the fact that he's having it without me. It almost seems surreal, in a way. I can't explain why. Maybe because they've been planning this for so long, and now I'm actually going through it.
I say that like it's some epic journey. In a way it is. It's the first time I'm here, by myself. And I think (as I think I said before) it's also my first time living in a place alone. The responsibility is a little daunting. I'm so afraid of leaving something on or locking myself out that I'm practically OCD about it, checking so many times behind me, going back to look again. I like having the second set of eyes. The person to call if you need something.
I think I forget too about the division of labor around here, and I've become so much more grateful for all the things we help each other out with - the bed, the cooking, the dishes. Because not only is there a lot more to do when you're doing it alone, but it's a lot less fun.
But I guess it also has it's perks. I have yet to discover them, aside from maybe being able to leave a couple dishes in the sink overnight. But they're the kind of perks (so far) that hardly matter to me.
Tomorrow is hopefully a productive day. Maybe I'll get around to writing one of those practice essays and maybe even sign up for the freakin' test.
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