I'm concerned that I'm reaching the point of diminishing returns for the effort that I'm putting into my various responsibilities. Seems like no matter what I do, there's something standing in my way that I've got to fight with and overcome, and to be honest, I just don't have the energy anymore. It would be easier if things didn't matter to me, but they do.
Case in point: I was woken up this morning by a phone call from Al. He wanted to schedule the weekly meeting for everyone at 4:00 on Wednesdays. Problem is, I found out this weekend that I can't do it because of my OTHER job (and therefore didn't write it on the schedule I gave him because I didn't know about it). So I feel like an ass because it's technically my fault, I know I've been the source of frustration for him a couple times already this semester because of stuff that I don't really have much control over... And I don't really know what I can do to fix things and make things easier. So. Argh.
All I'm trying to do is work two jobs, go to school, and be the head editor of a literary magazine, as well as make some time to see my friends and family. What's so wrong with that? That should be easy, right?
Stop laughing! I'm serious!
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You really shouldn't feel bad; you haven't seen the schedule I handed Al (and then the three revisions). And at least you aren't trying to work 4-5 jobs, take 25 credits, be the head editor of a literary magazine, make time for important people outside of school, and still remain sane. =D
Obviously, the answer to all of your problems remains a large quantity of carefully placed high explosives. See? Handling your responsibilities IS easy. Without me around, you forget the essentials. Shame on you.
If, instead, you choose the nonviolent path, then just remember that it isn't your fault if there's nothing you could have done to avoid it. Also, it is the responsibility of the one coordinating the meetings to work around your other commitments. Therefore, making things easier for others shouldn't be a major concern for you, given your own personal workload. Don't feel guilty.
Also, you should eat chocolate. And share it with your roommates. Then everything will seem okay. And do that neat "fear is the mindkiller" mantra from Dune, only substitute "stress" for "fear". If you can't remember the whole thing, just ask Simon. The poor bastard still has it memorized. Best of luck.
Ah, it appears that he hath returned! At least to the internet.
I think about that Dune thing constantly. It helps a lot. Also William Ernest Henley's "Invictus" poem, which I either already posted or should post because it's a fine reminder for myself.
And everything did indeed work out by the end of the day anyway. Meeting was rescheduled, and I got my work schedule, which does not require me to wake up before 8 a.m. It's all good.
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