Enough is Enough

Wow. I'm exhausted.

I was in a Dissertation Writing Seminar from 10-3 today. Great, great stuff. But tons of information to take in over a relatively short amount of time. Intensive stuff. I took ten pages of handwritten notes. I can't remember the last time I handwrote ten pages of anything. That in and of itself was exhausting! :)

But immediately from there, my friend S and I had to rush off to our (much beloved) academic advisor's home for afternoon tea. It was really lovely, but the timing was a bit unfortunate. The reason for gathering? Well, to talk about our progress (or lack thereof) on our comprehensive exams. And to map out what absolutely has to get done between now and September. So, you know, slightly stressful event.

So I said we had to rush off, which we did attempt to do. But when we climbed into my car and I tried to start it--nothing. At all.

Which meant we had to walk the 1-1/2 miles to S's car first, making us quite late (needless to say).

On the way home, at 7:00, we got lost multiple times.

At 8, after S, D, E and I hungerily gobbled up our dinner, S was kind enough to call AAA for us. They arrived after not too long and jump started the car. D sat in it for a half hour to charge the battery. But when he tried it again at the end of that (about five minutes ago) it was dead as a doornail again. Nothin'.

Meanwhile, the whole time I've been writing this (it's 9:40 pm), our upstairs neighbor has been vacuuming their hardwood floor, causing the most god-awful vibrations to reverberate through my living room (and skull).

This whole day was built off of about four or five hours of sleep the night before.

I think I need a good cry.