To say the last couple weeks have been hell is an insult to any definition of hell. BUT it seems that things are finally starting to calm down a little, and I feel like I can sort-of half-way breathe for the moment, so I thought it was time to jump back into this blog before I let it languish and die like my last one.
The short version of the last few weeks: frantic house search; even more frantic move with little-to-no help, leaving me to do a large amount of heavy lifting; a series of blood tests that the doctor says came out clean except for a “ridiculously low” level of vitamin D. So he’s chalking up all my aches and pains and issues to the increased depression, as a feared, and I’m modifying my depression meds. I’ve been on them for six days, and though I’m not certain, I do think there might be slight improvement. We’ll see.
In the meantime, I am woefully behind on grading, still painfully behind on my dissertation prospectus, and masochistically planning to propose papers to three conferences in the next month and a half. Oh! And the house we moved to looks like it hasn’t been cleaned since it was built (in the 80s) and my mother and I have been scrubbing every inch of the place. It’s going to be weeks before this place feels clean.
I really REALLY need October to be a good, productive month for me. I need some focus and some luck. Keep your fingers crossed for me.