Second verse, same as the first. A little bit louder and a little bit worse.
That’s right, folks. We are back at it again. And by we, I mean me. So far I have done really well at not giving in to my normal first day panic. Granted, my mind has mostly been somewhere else, but I am really trying to focus on the fact that I can only do what I can do, and I can only do that one day at a time. {Let’s not discuss the mild freak-out I had earlier tonight because my family had PB&J and eggs & toast for dinner.}
The first few days, at least for me, is this weird mix of ‘what exactly should I be doing’ and ‘holy crap there are a million things I should be doing’. Currently, I’m chipping away {albeit, slowly} at the giant list of drug cards that need to be done this semester. I figure if I can get them done now before things really get hot and heavy, it should buy me some time later for other all the other things that I will need to do. It may very well be an exercise in futility, but in this moment, it is helping me feel like I’ve got things under control. {No, I don’t have control issues. Why do you ask?}
So far it seems I have things under control, but I’m not opposed to having a stock of paper bags laying around. After all, we are talking about me here.