May 9th, 2011

me

Crafty wee household, ours

This weekend I got kicked out of my house for a day because The Kid had had an idea for a thing he wanted to make for my birthday. So I spent the afternoon mud-plastering at the AHOA, and we got the first coat on all of the downstairs living bit. This sounds more grand than it actually was, but it’s amazing how covering the gib and plaster spots with all one colour makes it look so much more finished.

Also, playing in the mud! *squee*

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The upshot of my somewhat disturbed weekend is that my usual essay-writing process got disrupted. Normally I braindump several thousand words onto paper on the first day, and by the end of the second one I have something close to what will be the final result. This time I have about half the words I need but they will probably all count, and I’m building my argument around them. But I’ll be working on it tonight, tomorrow night and possibly Thursday as well.

After this paper I’ll only have four more and I’ll be done. I am looking forward to not having that constant requirement to churn out academic writing – which is probably getting ahead of myself since that’s actually over a year away. *sigh* Is it normal to be this sick of it by now? I’ve been at it solidly for 3 ½ years. A 2 month break this summer will help give me the impetus for the last 2 papers, right? Right?