that time o' year
i've gotten into the annual habit of letting people know, right about the end of march, that i will resurface again in july. that's the cyclic madness of my job, and this week is the climax. starting last saturday, i've worked every weekend and weekday night, extending in to late late (like midnight) monday the 9th. i've turned down friends and ignored family, all for the eventual success of wrapping up the school year. i'm pooped, and my feet need a break from the constant high heels. plus, with my apartment being turned upside down for the last month plus, i'm unsettled and discombobulated. i'm looking forward to july, getting back to myself, and maybe a little vacay... napa, anyone?
current mood: exhausted