I’ve been back for a while after a jaunt in California on the way home from the Philippines. The trip was fantastic, but now my present reality is waiting for me. I went back to work this week and it is slow to get back in the swing of it.
I was looking forward to having a school focused semester, but now I’m not too sure. I messed up filling out a slightly confusing form to be a GTA (I was supposed to fill in the form twice, once for summer and once for fall). Maybe it is a blessing in disguise. I am now more motivated to find a GRA position, though I still find myself dragging my heels. I really want to do research, but it is not as simple as looking for listings. You have to go solicit professors, which I do not like.
What else….oh yeah, my apartment “forgot” to change the AC filter or to tell me I needed to do it, so the old ass filter froze to the coil and formed a nice half-inch sleet of ice. This after I took the door off it’s hinges at midnight to get to the AC unit. After defrosting it with steam from my kettle, the drain pipe became blocked so I had to unblock that with a coat hanger. Now maybe you call this bitching, but I somehow enjoyed all of this until the next morning when I had to wake up.
Tonight, Cady, Alper(with their kind help and lots of their time) and I moved a washer and dryer to the new apartment. We still need to move the old ones out, but we have a buyer who can pick them up.
Other than these slight variances, life is back to how it was before my trip. I feel lost, overwhelmed, and incapacitated. Only taking action when forced. Instigating struggle through hesitation. And although I am in a good place, I am not contented by my situation. A calm restlessness lays wait for my subconscious.