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Posted in Uncategorized on September 21, 2009 by drbolte

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Protected: this is why i need a private blog.

Posted in Uncategorized on September 14, 2009 by drbolte

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as one facebook friend put it, “this week can shove it.”

Posted in Uncategorized on September 2, 2009 by drbolte

why:

i work 4 jobs.

i have to have a page-long to-do list, broken up into my different job categories as well as an etc./life category, in order to even remember to do everything that i have to do.

i have not worked out since the week before the wedding. as in A MONTH AGO. now that i want to, i literally don’t know where to find the time.

i desperately need a nap, but i can’t do that because i have to go to the post office and pick up an overnighted package and then meet someone to get an id and then go pick up football tickets that, while i will be very excited about on saturday, now just keeps me from taking a nap.

i vary from night to night on whether or not i sleep well. sometimes i am dead. others i can’t get comfortable. it’s very frustrating.

i am thinking that i am going to have to stop going to my wednesday night class, which i really do like, and do some independent study instead because i don’t think i’m going to be able to keep up with my three teaching jobs if i don’t work on wednesday nights. i am considering whether or not i am being a whiner about this and should just suck it up. but it’s about 2 hours that i could be doing something else with. (you know, other than stress-induced facebooking.)

i like my teaching gigs, but today i found myself completely frustrated by my MW students. i can’t decide if they just aren’t trying, don’t care, or are really that far below the level that i thought they were. i’m annoyed if it’s the first, ticked if it’s the second, and petrified if it’s the third.

all i want to do when i get home from working, whenever that might be (on tuesdays, for example, it isn’t until 8:30), is spend time with my husband. he doesn’t get home until 8:30 or 9 every night except the weekends, and we both have to be up early, so there really isn’t much of it.

it keeps raining. and i keep not having an umbrella.

why not:

i have 4 jobs, which gives us ample resources to support ourselves. one of those jobs is a TA job, which means i am not paying back student loans yet and i still have health care coverage, which is very important to me.

i have a to-do list, and i’ve been working it. boyhowdy have i become an expert at working that list. it is singlehandedly saving me. and it actually makes the stress seem totally manageable. or maybe mostly.

let’s be serious. i’ve been eating like a truck driver. the fact that i have not blown up like a very large balloon is testament to the fact that a) my lifestyle is really far from sedentary now (teaching for 5 hours straight? i’m pretty sure it’s strenuous.) and b) i must have adapted to the whole eating to maintenance thing almost instinctively. that’s very good news, really. also, i think my stomach is flatter.

uhm, WE HAVE SEASON FOOTBALL TICKETS THAT PRETTY MUCH DROPPED OUT OF THE SKY AND INTO OUR LAPS. oh tebow, spikes, and james. i’m coming to watch you work miracles in my swamp. que bliss.

i get to sleep next to my very favorite person. if i am awake a bit more to realize that, that’s not a bad thing.

the bff can’t go to the wednesday night class either, so maybe if i do independent study, we can do it together. that would be good, actually. i’m thinking that might be the best solution to multiple problems.

it will stretch me as a teacher. i will learn how to teach to varied audiences. this one’s the hardest. they really are annoying me, but there’s not much i can do about it but adapt.

you know what? we may not have a lot of time, but the time we have is precious. and you know what? the man i married is precious. he knows that tuesdays are my terrible days. so what did he do during his break from school? came home and vacuumed, made the bed, cleaned the kitchen and bathroom, and bought me flowers. i came home, saw the flowers and the vacuumed floors (i discovered everything else piece by piece), yelled out loud “HE’S THE BEST GUY IN THE WORLD!” and cried.

i’ll make it through this week and i’ll finish all the things on my to-do list and i will collapse on sunday and sleep all day, like i normally do, and i will get up and do it all again on monday, except i’ll have more time to get ahead.

and all will be well.

rant number 492: on bureaucracy and facebook idiocy.

Posted in Uncategorized on August 28, 2009 by drbolte

so i went to change my name today legally. wanted to do it at the two big gatekeepers of identity: social security and drivers license. i thought social security would be infinitely worse.

i think i was there for 10 minutes total. and i didn’t have an appointment. it was barely worth listening to the security guy and turning off my cell phone. except i did. because i am authority-respecting like that.

i went to the drivers license place and, when i pulled in, there was neither available parking nor anywhere to sit–inside OR outside, because there was a line out the door.

i have no idea why, but everyone in this stupid county was at this tiny office on this friday afternoon. i approached the counter and, despite having my birth certificate, social security receipt, drivers license, and marriage license in my possession, i also apparently needed a utility bill to prove my change of address.

(we won’t talk about how my address has been wrong on my license for MUCH longer than it should have been…)

so i went home, ate a PB&J sandwich, considered whether or not i wanted to go back, decided that i really wanted to get this done, and went back.

and saw the same people there that had been there when i left. an hour and something before.

i got a number this time but, upon hearing from the receptionist that normal days are very efficient, decided that this was a monumental and idiotic waste of time and that, were i called upon to have to stay there, i might lose my mind.

i may find that this was a very bad decision. but i am really completely perplexed by why social security, who deals with infinitely more complex issues, got me done in 34 seconds and the drivers license place is a operating on an insanely slow timeline.

i am also somewhat annoyed that i have to jump through these kinds of hoops. bah. good thing the bff (and his name) are worth it.

sweet mercy.

my other, and definitely shorter, rant is this: why is it that, once someone is married, every time they say anything tangentially (or directly) related to feeling gross, sick, or crabby, people crawl out of the woodwork to ask if they are pregnant?

if i was newly pregnant, would i REALLY be complaining about it on facebook in such obvious terms? really? i wouldn’t, you know, mask it as “tired” or “blah” or any other HOST of non-obvious, non-pregnancy related terms so as to, i don’t know, CONCEAL A PREGNANCY I HAD NOT YET ANNOUNCED?

and, following the same line of thought, dear well-meaning but really nosy and obnoxious commenter, do you really think that when you comment on my status asking if i am, in fact, pregnant (and it’s usually said obnoxiously like ‘prego’ or ‘preggers,’ terms which i really think should be banned forever), do you think that i am going to take that opportunity to announce to you and the rest of your newsfeed that i am?*

gah.

*i am not. this did not happen to me, but i have literally watched as it has happened to EVERY.SINGLE.ONE. of my newly married facebook friends, so i am just waiting for it to happen to me. depending on who does it, i may unleash my irritated ire. but probably not.

i have, however, known people who have announced their pregnancy on facebook when they were like 2 weeks pregnant. excuse me while i cringe. that will NOT happen.

i’m not dead. i swear.

Posted in Uncategorized on August 21, 2009 by drbolte

we got back from the honeymoon and pretty much started working. we’ve had plenty of downtime, which we’ve spent with guitar hero and each other, but we’ve also been settling into our house (read: organizing and reorganizing and finding places for everything) and, at least this week, getting ready for next week’s beginning of fall.

oh.mah.dang.

i’m teaching seven classes at three different institutions. three of them are online, four of them are onground, and all of them are different. meaning that for each institution, i need a different syllabus and set of teacher tricks.

and a different kind of expertise rattling around in my brain.

and the online classes? i’ve never done that before. it takes a ridiculous amount of prep work that i didn’t really anticipate. once it’s done it will be a cake walk to prep for other online classes. but right now i just feel like i’m fairly drowning in to-do lists.

and all i’d really like to do is go buy the rest of our dishes and bake bread with my new mixer and make lunches for my new husband and blahblahblahdomesticgoddessstuff.

anyway. all this to say that yes, i am here. yes, i am planning on telling you EVERYTHING i can remember about the wedding and the days preceding it and following it. i have stories and they’re good. but right now i’m just trying to keep up.

don’t give up on me yet.

what happens when you’ve been packing for 7 hours.

Posted in Uncategorized on July 31, 2009 by drbolte

new lyrics for the cure:

i don’t care if monday’s brown
tuesday wednesday traffic all through town
thursday house is burning down
it’s friday, i’m in love.

i don’t care if monday’s pink
tuesday wednesday clogged up sink
thursday washed my face in ink
it’s friday, i’m in love.

i don’t care if monday’s white
tuesday wednesday barroom fight
thursday i just lost my sight
it’s friday, i’m in love.

i don’t care if monday’s green
tuesday wednesday martin sheen
thursday ate too many beans
it’s friday, i’m in love.

i don’t care if monday’s red
tuesday wednesday bumped my head
thursday oh my gosh i’m dead
it’s friday, i’m in love.

i don’t care if monday’s black
tuesday wednesday got the sack
thursday aliens attack
it’s friday, i’m in love.

i don’t care if monday’s blue
tuesday wednesday pinching shoes
thursday eating possum stew
it’s friday, i’m in love.

i don’t care if monday’s gray
tuesday wednesday bills to pay
thursday hey hey hey hey hey
it’s friday, i’m in love.

and that’s when we decided we were done.

question of the day.

Posted in Uncategorized on July 29, 2009 by drbolte

do a series of life changes explain the desire to abandon one’s established blog and either start a new, protected, invitation-only one or forget about blogging all together?