It is a full moon.

Ah, perhaps that explains a lot. (funny t-shirt I saw in a catalog today - it made me laugh in part because it took me half a second to get it: "Never moon a werewolf.")

I am extremely sore this afternoon - all neck and shoulders. It is a combination of dealing with drama I did not want to have to deal with, anticipating more (someone didn't do something they begged me to be allowed to do, and they are probably going to come back and complain at me because I'm not going to give them another chance). And having to race out to the field site (it's dry enough) on bumpy terrible back roads, while also timing myself (it's a 50 minute round trip. I have a 1 hour 50 minute lab tomorrow. If everyone is on time - that's a big IF - we can probably just about finish lab and not be late getting back). Oh, and narrowly missing being creamed by some guy in a duallie who seemed to forget that the road we were on could potentially have traffic going BOTH ways.

I'm good at planning and getting all my ducks in a row and such, but man, it wears me out. I'm probably hyper-responsible (most people would not time the travel-time to a field site, some would not bother to check to make sure it was OK the day before class), but it's just how I am.

And then Thursday night is AAUW, Friday I have to leave at 6:45 am for the OAS meetings...if I make it to Saturday not huddled in a corner, eating my hair it will be a minor feat. (I may take my "grown up version of a security blanket" - the sweater I am currently knitting on - with me and knit on it in the van going up (I don't have to drive).)

I am reserving the right not to sort more soil samples on Saturday if I am just too intellectually trashed from the week. (I think of Carl Woese, working on his big "tree of life," how he talked about the intensive mental character of the work: "You go home, and you say to yourself, 'again, today, you have destroyed your brain.' Everything is dulled down, it is like the color has gone out of things." I can kind of understand that though the mental work I do is no where as hard as what he did.)

I did wind up postponing an exam in one class by a week partly because I'm behind the syllabus and need to catch up (the reason I told the class) but also because I simply cannot face writing another exam next week.