Lately I have been in the Zone. I have been working a LOT. The house looks like shit. Since my deadline is over I have been trying to pick up the slack from all the work my dear husband did, but I am not quite succeeding in anything except a bit of cooking. The picking up/cleaning still needs a lot of work.
I am so in the Zone because I have so much to do in order to prepare for life after grad school - first, get everything done to get out of grad school, and next to make sure I have something I enjoy to do once I'm done.
The other day, I woke up, looked at Mr. PhizzleDizzle, and mumbled "page table allocate." No, it wasn't dream talk - it literally was the first thing I thought to say. That's sad.
So, in my post Tit for Tat, I asked about how things go when both parties in a marriage are stressed. Right now, we are approaching that point. Husband is very concerned with his research, and working long hours, as am I. We are both at crucial points where all our spare mental energy is spent thinking about our work. I realized this when we went out to dinner yesterday, and we kept talking about our own work. There'd be pauses, some chewing....and then out of left field we would say, "The thing about what I've been working on is....." or "Oh, maybe if I tried.....". The other would then say, "yeah, that sounds good." Then we'd continue chewing and pausing....only to have this same sequence happen again. We are both totally in the Zone and have not had a real conversation in a while, I think. I hope this doesn't last. We need better together time. Snuggling on the couch while watching the Daily Show (and me with my computer on my lap) does not count.
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It happens sometimes. The universe does not always work out the timing for your respective stressors in a convenient fashion. It won't last forever and you will get through it. And you will both be so happy when it's over and the timing of your respective less-stressed periods do work out conveniently...as in VACATION!
Hang in there. It will get better.
Thanks AA :).
Dr. Isis and her husband go to a concert and have seven days of sex. That's as good as I can offer up, PD.
Dr. Isis, I thought about trying the 7 days of sex but I don't have the mojo. After two days I thought to myself, I don't need any more, I won't tell him about this 7 days idea.
But maybe the hubster and I can swing a concert or at least a real dinner date, like one that doesn't include research talk at TGI Fridays and does include a bottle of wine.
I hope you had a fabulous hot date and enjoy some serious hot sexy sex tonight! :)
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