the thin line between optimism and delusion…

If I contrast today, with yesterday and Tuesday, today has been terribly unsuccessful.  On Tuesday I went to six hours of class, ran 3 miles, went to the grocery store, cooked dinner, unloaded and reloaded my dishwasher, did two loads of laundry, and watched the television shows I wanted to watch.  Yesterday was mildly less productive, but I was at school from 8:30-6:30, and so I didn’t have time to run, but I did change my sheets on my bed and another load of laundry. 

But let’s talk about the unproductive things I’ve done since 7 pm last night.

#1.  I locked myself out of my house.  While taking the trash out.  Now, I know what you are thinking, that takes a special kind of stupid.  Yes, I recognize this fact.  But, I was talking on the phone, and I wasn’t paying attention, and what do you know, I’m locked out. 

Getting back into my apartment was a bit of a trick, because Ali and Chris have a key, and Cristina has a key, but Cristina was in the ATL, and Chris was in Chattanooga, and Ali was at their house without a car.  My lifesaver in all of this was Katie Jackson, who was sweet enough to come pick me up and take me to Ali’s house and bring me home.  I mean, honestly, Katie has had to drive me around a lot lately, she is a saint. 

One of the worst noises in the world is the click of your house door closing behind you a split second after you realize that the door is locked. 

#2.  I left my pocketbook in class this morning.  While leaving class, I was chatting with Lauren and I said, you know, I feel like I’m leaving something, but I don’t think I am!  And we laughed about how we carry around so much stuff that when we don’t have our arms full we feel like we are forgetting something.  But, turns out, I was actually leaving something.  Something fairly important. 

Once I realized it, the next class had started, and I knew it was a first year class, and when I opened the door, I heard a woman’s voice.  It was in a room where there is a hallway to get to the room, kind of like a movie theater.  I didn’t have any female teachers first year, and the only 1L female teacher I know is very strict and would not appreciate me interrupting her class.  Most of the teachers I know wouldn’t have minded, which is why I would have risked it if it had been a male voice, but since it wasn’t, I didn’t think it was safe.  I even made Christy stick her head in the door and listen to see if she thought it was the scary teacher, but we couldn’t be sure, so I didn’t risk it. 

Instead, Christy bought me lunch and I had to interrupt the next class, because we didn’t make it back in time for the break. 

Of course, all of this is on top of the lost ATM card of a few weeks ago.  I’m telling you, I need a keeper.  Someone needs to look out for me.  Follow me around and pick stuff up that I drop. 

But, the whole point of this post was to tell you that I haven’t done anything productive today, but I have had lots of human interaction with some humans that I like a lot, and I think that makes today more productive than the other two days. 

Actually, I think you need both kinds of day, and I hope that I can keep a balance of the two successful days from now on, and not ever see a day as a waste.