My last week as a non-graduate student swifty passing me by. It was a busy week. The funniest thing about the whole “going back to school” process — at least for me — has been the realization that I’m going to be leaving the house every day. This is a new concept for me and it has forced me to confront every type-A anxiety I have about the state of my house, my ability to get the laundry done and how, exactly, we’re going to feed ourselves.
What I’m getting at here is that this week has been super busy. Here’s what I’ve been up to:
- Reading, Reading, Reading.
This is probably a major type-A thing, but I’ve always enjoyed stalking down course syllabuses and tackling reading early. This new graduate school adventure is no exception. In fact, all of my reading for the first week of school is done except for one course that hasn’t posted a syllabus yet.
- Had a few freakouts.
…mostly about my missing syllabus.
- Winterized my house.
Perhaps people who live in pleasant, warm climates are unfamiliar with the practice of boiling pots of water to heat and humidify your house. If you survived last year’s Polar Vortex in Chicago, you’re probably intimately familiar with the practice. Our house is far to dry and drafty, so I’ve spent the past week wiping down window sills, laying towels down to keep the wind out and boiling pots of water.
…super thrilling, obviously.
- Sleeping, Sleeping, Sleeping.
I have a sneaking suspicion that sleeping is going to be super high up there on my list of things to do next week, so I’ve been preemptively catching up on sleep. (Yes, I know that that’s not how that works.) Normally, I’m pretty type-A — are we sensing a theme here? — about waking up early in the morning, but I’ve been pretty lax lately. May as well enjoy the sleep while I can.
- Thought a lot about food.
Out of all the household chores, I think I enjoy meal-planning and cooking the most. Since all of my classes will carry over into the dinner hour, I’ve had to do a lot of thinking about how we’re going to eat. These first few weeks of class will be largely experimental, I imagine.
- Considered my wardrobe options.
…because I want to look like a grownup, okay?
- Infused Some Booze.
We had a lot of liquor left over from our New Year’s Eve party. Specifically, we had a lot of gin leftover — which I don’t drink because it tastes like Christmas trees. However, after tasting some cucumber-infused gin that a friend made, I decided that I could become a gin drinker if I put enough fruit in it. So here you have it:
Since this picture was taken, we decided that the orange gin tasted orangey enough and strained out the fruit. It’s actually a really appetizing shade of dayglo yellow. I’ll keep you posted about the other two.
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