How NOT to Hit on a Wall

I hit a wall on Thursday. Some of you can bear witness to the wall-hitting, and it wasn't pretty (sorry Mom). And the first time I typed that sentence, it read, "I hit on a wall on Thursday," and that made me laugh, so at least there's some comic relief to the situation. And then I changed the title of this post to reflect that hilarious error in typing, and hopefully that will entice more people to read this post. Ha! Gotcha!

When one hits a wall, though, they re-evaluate the way they've been doing things and come up with a new system in an attempt to not hit the wall again (or, at least, not to hit the wall in the same way again). My system (or "routine" as the original title of this post signified) can be divided into five major areas of interest:

• reading strategies
• physical location of laptop
• caffeine supplies and caffeination methods
• bony butt remedies
• avoiding the devil, aka Thursdays

When it comes to reading strategies, skimming is a necessity not a suggestion. If you are an example in a textbook, you will be skipped over, but thanks for playing. I appreciated you in weeks one and two, and in week three, you've simply lost your luster. Another strategy will also be discussed in the fifth major area - avoiding the devil, aka Thursdays - if you have class only one day a week, don't wait until the night before to read everything.

Today, I moved my laptop to the bathroom. And today, I've been tweeting and Facebook posting, and I'm currently writing this post, perched on my toilet (lid down, don't worry - no funny business, or business at all! ha!). Okay, so physical location of laptop has proven a problem. Sitting it next to me in my fallout shelter under the guise that "I'll only use it to listen to music" was a joke. So here we are. In the bathroom.

From the bathroom to the kitchen, I've amassed quite an arsenal of coffee stuffs. What better to aid the doomsday prepper in her fallout shelter? From Starbucks Via to Maxwell House iced latte packets, International Delights cartons of whatever in the refrigerator to the Dunkin Donuts coupons that came in the mail today - I'm equipped to caffeinate an army. For those of you who know my caffeine consumption habits and the effects of caffeine on my naturally-energized body, you may be shocked by the sudden spike in caffeination. Perhaps it explains my crash on Thursday that caused me to hit on a wall, er, hit a wall. I probably WOULD hit on a wall, you know. I AM suffering from caffeine-induced delusions.




I have also transformed one of my standard, wooden, kitchen chairs into a La-Z-Boy of sorts using pillows and a blanket. I'd attach that pic, but it's far less glamorous than those that I've posted from my bathroom, pantry, refrigerator, and kitchen counter #1. Nothing screams glamour like wire racks, a tiny bathroom, and Dunkin Donuts coupons. There are certain standards of decorum that I must uphold, you know.

Last but not least, let's talk about the devil: Thursdays. If you encounter me on a Thursday: beware. I am likely possessed by the devil, which is the day itself. I apologize for my behavior on those days of the week, which may include but is not limited to:

• crying at the shuttle stop in front of strangers
• crying ON the shuttle
• crying over things like, oh, I don't know, whether my stipend direct-deposits or not
• crying while driving while on the phone while not knowing if NC is a state where you can drive and talk on the phone while a cop follows me
• crying while recounting the moments I cried that day
• crying because I'm wasting time crying that I could be using on other, more important things

Thursdays... grrr...

Nonetheless, I've turned a new leaf, and I'm back in the saddle! Back in the saddle of hitting on walls, that is. Who knows, when I come home for Thanksgiving break, I may well be engaged to some handsome, non-load-bearing partition wall. Just don't ask him if he's reinforced. And don't try to add him on Facebook until you meet him in person, either (Mom).

Peace, love, and study breaks--

Emily