The 1-month countdown has begun. 3 weeks until I have to turn in my thesis and less than 3 more until my defense. I've never been so busy. I've been in lab until midnight the past 3 days in a row (including Sunday). At least I've been very productive.
I feel very out of balance and depressed that I haven't been more physically active. I come home exhausted and can't sleep. Lately, I've been falling asleep on the couch in front of the t.v. and then moving to the bed so I can "trick" myself into sleeping. That's worked pretty well.
It was 18 degrees F when I woke up this morning. I am trying to savor (what there is to savor) about this weather because I'll never have to endure it again once I'm in San Diego. Darn. P.S. Cold weather sucks.
I have been painting some and that feels really good. The bunnies have been a great comfort. Oscar woke me up this morning, grunting and running around and rattling the fence. He's so silly. Jason comes to visit next week for Thanksgiving. I can't wait. I miss him so much. (My body does too.) Then, at least I can stop lustfully daydreaming about every man (and woman) that walks past.