Examination Procrastination and another TREEmendous Night

I’ve started several posts over the last few weeks, but I feel too guilty about having actual physical evidence of my procrastination to publish anything. As you can see, in the latter stages of my procrastination cycle, I don’t really care anymore. On May 1, my professor assigned 13 questions for our take home final, due May 15. That’s less than 1 question per day. Piece of cake, *right*? Enter the procrastinator! Since I figured that I had so much time to work on the final, and we hadn’t even covered most of the material on the final yet, I’d just work on my final project and wait until I got that done to start the test. Then, he extended the due date until this Thursday. Woo! More time! So, instead of working on the test last Saturday, as I had planned, I worked in the yard. I rationalized that it was going to rain, and that I needed to get it taken care of before the rain started. (That’s another post for another day.) Sunday, however, I really did start working on the test, with only a couple of short gardening breaks. Anyway, that brings me to today, with 4 questions still left to do, and wondering about a few things. It seems like a lot of you other housebloggers out there are in school, too. And it seems like a disproportionate number of you have spent insane amounts of time there. Aaron and I have about 9 years of graduate education right now, and I’m still going strong. Is there something to this? Is there something about many hours buried in old libraries and old buildings at our universities and instilled the love of old buildings, and of preservation? Is it the perseverance to see something incredibly difficult through to an ultimate reward? Does it just mean that we’re crazy enough (possibly as a result of all of those years locked up in the library or the lab) to tackle major life disruptions? I’ve concluded that Aaron and I just need too many things to do at once in order to feel fulfilled. What is it for you? I’d love to hear about it- you’ll be helping me procrastinate!

In other news, I didn’t get much sleep last night, because Elm St. has decided to wage war on invasive species, and one of the other Bradford Pear trees at the end of the street fell last night. It took out some cables with it and somehow demanded the response of not just the city, but 4 police units, INCLUDING a K9 unit! AND, they decided that it would be an excellent idea to get out the chainsaw around 1 am to cut the thing into firewood! So all night long, I heard the beep beep beep of the city truck picking up the branches and the vroom vroom of the chainsaw slicing it into teensy tiny little bits. At least that’s one less invasive species on the block (assuming that they cut the other half of the tree down soon.)

Aaron and I are gearing up for some big movement on the basement, probably involving vacation time. We’ve both been distracted by other projects, but please expect a return to houseblogging soon!