Pacifica (autumnwinds) wrote,
Pacifica
autumnwinds

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doing financial aid forms and scholarship letters. I hate going through my tax forms and figuring out what they want to know. I hate trying to estimate my resources, knowing that what I answer directly determines what they award me. I hate writing letters talking about why I deserve someone's money. I hate feeling stressed out, like someone from the IRS is going to arrest me and drag me off to the gutter. I hate the deadlines. I hate how the info letters they send you always sound so threatening and demanding. I'm so stressed out I can't even type straight.

I started doing the finishing work on the paths yesterday. I finished puzzling all the stones together and dug under them to adjust the heights so they're all equal and flat, filled in the cracks almost full of crushed rock, and then filled in the rest of the cracks with a very fine crushed gravel and sand. Then I brushed it all clean, tamped it down, and used a fine mist on the hose to rinse the dirt away. It looks really good on the 1 meter square I did. Now I just have to do all the rest of it.

Victoria and I spent all day today picking out the perennials for our backyard bulkheads and arranging them, but we're not planting until all the plants are here (we still need a few more). It took all day, it was hot and exhausting, and I got sunburned on my back. Although we got a lot accomplished today, I'm hot, tired, feel like I've been barked at a lot, and have financial aid to stress over (did I mention that I don't get WUE aid at UI this semester, so I have to pay about $4,000 more?). I'm in an unusually foul mood. And I still can't type right.
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