Tuesday, November 12, 2013

The hole that is November


For the past few weeks I've been so disconnected from the world, on both a small and large scale.

Jacob's immune system has been running pretty ragged with his continuous burning of the midnight oil, and for several week I had felt myself slowly but surely being overtaken by a cold that finally caught up and beat me good.  Somehow Sebastian stayed healthy and chipper while his parents hacked and coughed and wheezed and slept every moment possible.  I'm not complaining.  The only thing worse than being sick yourself is having a sick baby.  However, recovery is being made.  This week feels as if it's the first time I haven't been living in a dark den of coughs, congestion, and exhaustion.  I'm trying to jump back into the swing of things, but it's slow going.

Not only do I feel completely out of the loop as to what's going on outside my little bubble, but it's taken some effort to simply get in touch with the day to day reality.  For instance, I had been awake and coherent for a few hours this past Sunday before realizing what day it was and that we needed to come up with a mass plan pronto.  That kind of unnerved me -- I forgot it was Sunday.  I never forget it's Sunday.  Furthermore, the very next day I went well into the afternoon before I grasped that it was Monday.  A new day.  A new week.

Quite frankly, I'm so glad it's a new week.  Last week ended with a handful of frustrations.  On Thursday night I got an overdraft notification from our bank.  I was perplexed because I had budgeted very specifically this month.  I went to check what happened and lo and behold we had been hit by some fraudulent purchases.  Close to $200 worth, so I was super frustrated and ticked off.  Jacob handled the calling of the bank and dealt with submitting our fraud claim, etc.  Even though the banks are pretty good about handling these things, it's still such a headache and you can't help but get ticked off when people take advantage of you.

Then the next night was further frustration, but primarily on poor Jacob's part.  Somewhere, somehow, while he was studying down the road at the nearby university his keys got lost.  And wouldn't you know it's the one night I forgot to turn my phone ringer back on?  It was late after hours of studying when he realized they were missing, so he looked and looked for probably an hour.  Then since he had no other choice, he took the hour walk back home with his heavy bag of books and laptop.  Around 4:30am I heard the door bell ring and a pounding on the front door.  I came downstairs to find a very exhausted and frustrated husband standing at the door.  Although there was nothing I could have done (we only have one car so I couldn't have gone to pick him up), I felt so awful at being oblivious to the past three hours of his frustration.

All that being said -- yes I am very happy the week is over.  Heck.  I'm so glad it's almost mid-November so this month can just be over.  I usually say "halt! stop! slow down!" as the months and days fly by, but I am so ready to see the end of this semester and see my husband again that November can fly by as quickly as it likes.

November is Jacob's hell month.  Although each month that has crept by has felt like "hell month," this really is it.  I laugh as I remember calling exam weeks in high school "hell week;" it's been hell month or, shoot, it has been hell semester around these parts.  I'm ready to enter into the next phase, Dante.  Take us to purgatory, please.  Paradisio will be a long ways away, but I can handle that.

With December will come:

a.) time spent with my husband,
b.) and in that time actually doing things with my husband, and
c.) doing nothing at all with my husband,
d.) going to bed as a family and not seeing hubby crawl into bed exhausted after 2am,
e.) letting hubby sleep in as much as he wants not have to wake him up, still utterly exhausted, and force him up, dressed, and showered to catch his train to school,
f.) going on walks with the husband,
g.) being able to take showers while the husband plays with the baby (yesssss), and
h.) making delicious things while the husband plays with the baby (double yesssss).

These are a few among many other things, of course, but these are the most eagerly anticipated highlights of the month to come.  Come ooooon December!

9 comments:

  1. I've never been a fan of November anyway. It seems like such a dreary month. December usually has snow, so at least all the bare trees are kinda pretty. November is just a mix of rainy and cold. Hope it lightens up for you though! :-)

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    1. Ah man we don't even get snow. Or not consistently anyway. I have to admit though that November has been fairly kind weather wise. But that's all I'm giving it.

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  2. Well, it sounds like you and Jake have settled the score for, uh, phone connectivity issues ; )

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  3. Wow, rough times! My cell phone was off when Pat had his horrible car accident in 2009. He spun on snow, hit a tree, totalled the car . . . and then couldn't get a hold of me. I didn't know what was going on until his dad drove him home.

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    1. Oooh ouch. I remember that accident. I also remember that little car. RIP little clown car.

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  4. My husband and I can definitely relate to what you guys are going through. I am also a 1st yr ph.d in English (Rhet/Comp) and I have barely seen my husband and 3 kids this month. We are definitely just keeping our heads down and trying to survive until Christmas break. I hope that you guys start feeling better very soon.

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  5. Oh MAN! Martha! I had no idea! Come on, December!!!

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  6. Ok. It's December 14th now.... and nary a word from you.... time to write!

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