For some reason, the fact that I turned in an assignment on time this afternoon is comforting. I am still about 100 pages behind in my reading; but I am not feeling quite so frazzled. Maybe it only has to do with the fact that I managed not to fall even farther behind. Perhaps I can somehow catch up if I continue to do what I have been doing for the last week or two: running around the house with my wireless headphones on while doing mundane household tasks. Counting last week's catch-up stuff, I still have some 600 pages of reading to do this week. This is not counting any paper stuff, which I need to do badly. So let the marathon begin--and I truly hope the flax and better Topamax dosage do a good job of keeping me nice and alert!
I am beginning to count the days until my eye surgery. I am a bit hesitant to do so--it has been postponed indefinitely twice now. However, the infamous "special scissors" have arrived, and I am now at a point where I notice the need for surgery. There are certain landmarks which I can no longer see on campus. I dislike this and will be glad to have it no longer be an issue. In the back of my mind, I know that there will likely be a point in my life when I cannot play the fix-it game with my eye anymore. I just hope that point does not come for a long time.