Today is my 32nd birthday. And all I can think of is "I don't have time for this." I feel old. Not like ancient old, but in "wow, it seems like just last week I was in my early twenties" old. And then, when I teach, these kids keep getting younger and younger. And when I tell them how old I am, they look at me like "wow, that is old. But you look really good." I'm still young enough to believe that life has plenty of excitement and adventure for me, but old enough to know that it's going to be more and more difficult to fit it in. Young enough to still want to go dancing all night, but old enough to decide the consequences the next day aren't really worth it (at least not during the semester). Young enough to want to have sex with my husband until two in the morning, old enough to plan on going to "bed" at eight so I can still get some sleep. Yet, I'm still in school and don't have a career yet. This really makes life in ones thirties a little unreal. I'm definitely an adult, but I'm still a student. Anyway, it's my birthday.
Meanwhile, back at the batcave. I will be getting very little sleep over the next month. Preliminary exams start on April 3rd. I still have WAY too much to read before then. And I haven't even started typing my dissertation proposal. And I have to write a syllabus too. My Russian language exam is Monday. I'm worried and not worried. I kind of feel like there is nothing I can do but work on my Russian.
Ok, that's about it. I need to get started for the day. I hope everyone has a good one!