I think there’s a point in some semesters where you genuinely question whether you’ll make it through. Monday, January 18th was that point of this semester for me.
I didn’t think it would be a problem this semester. I have one class and the clinic, plus my editor’s responsibilities on the Journal.
Then I was assigned my cases at the Clinic. Then we got our student submissions to the Journal. Then I realized that the class I’m taking is, actually, Commercial Transactions (and not one of the other “dumbed down” 4-credit elective, but staple, courses you take in law school). And then I got pretty sick and could barely focus on a thing.
If before I felt like I was barely staying afloat, today I feel like I’m at least dog paddling toward the end of semester.
Resiliency is the name of the game right now. Pressing forward despite feeling tired, confused, overwhelmed. Taking action when all you want to do is watch one more episode Mad Men on DVD.
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Hi Sherpa,
You hit home with this post. At week three of the semester I’m losing steam myself. Four nights of class until 9:35 p.m. has me amping up my coffee consumption to survive at work. The walk through the Basilica and cannot come soon enough!
I have not seen my son awake in a week. That is all.