Aaaargh. Just when it seems like everything is going to be all right, there is a problem. Hannah, at this point, can't do the road trip because she just found out that she's scheduled to work during spring break at home. And since she's the driver and the provider of the gas card, if she doesn't go, we don't go. So, shit. She called this morning to see if anything could be done, but the assistant manager who does the schedule wasn't in today, so she'll have to wait until tomorrow after 1 PM before we know what's going on. She feels pretty horrible about it (almost to the point of tears last night), and I understand the conflict she's facing, so I can't really blame her. I'm just trying to get used to the immense disappointment.
I am kind of screwed, because it's too late to really do anything else. The only way to get home would be to have one of my parents drop everything and come get me, and I think it's too late to stay here on campus. Mark offered to take me home with him, but I'd have to take the train and the tickets are kind of expensive. Also I'd feel a bit like I was imposing on his family if I stayed with them for a whole week. I'll find out tomorrow.
In other news, I had an odd realization today. I have to write approximately 34 pages before midnight on Friday. That's...a lot. Some of those will come when I revise my two stories, and more than half of it is taken by fiction, but it's a frightening number considering that during finals last term, it took me about three days to write a ten page paper. Now I have the rest of today (Wednesday), all of tomorrow, and most of Friday in which to do this. I'm not panicking only because I don't have time to. I'm here at work now partly because I needed a break and partly because I will need the money. I made a goal sheet (a la cross country and track--hahaha) for the next three days. It makes everything seem doable, but I am going to have to be an efficiency monster and pretty much not sleep at all. Also, a good idea or two for a story would be really nice right now. I just don't really have anything old that I feel I could use. Something will come to me. And the due dates for the Russian paper and the fiction portfolio look like they're going to be pretty flexible.
It's warm. Not quite warm enough for a t-shirt, but I feel very comfortable wearing a t-shirt and a light cotton jacket, and flip flops. The only problem is the puddles...all that snow we got is now melting, leaving these giant puddles that cover whole sections of the sidewalk. Any place that is not a sidewalk is muddy. The point is, though, it's warm. I'm going to put my fan back in the window and possibly even turn it on today. That means it's spring.
Things are going to be all right. I just wish I knew where I am going to be in a week's time.