First off, let me just say, HAPPY BIRTHDAY JARROD! #34! Wooh!
Okay, now back to me. ;)
Today at work I got to organize all of the upper cabinets in the office I share with the senior staff. When Caroline asked, I was super excited - organizing other people's things is one of my favorites! I had to do a lot of up and down, lifting semi-heavy stuff, and it got pretty toasty. I was wearing one of my VS chenille v-neck sweaters with a cami underneath, so it wasn't like I could remove a layer. I toughed it out and got the cabinets organized. It took me most of the last half of the shift but time really flew and now the cabinets look amazing. Duh. :) I did realize, however, that I cracked one of my acyclic nails, and had about 47 hang nails on each finger. The cold weather up here dries you out before you realize it, and messing with a bunch of paper and office supplies doesn't help.
A storm was rolling in, and as I left work I could see it was getting dark very quickly, so I hurried home to do my homework. Dr. Reid had given me an extension which ended today, and I wanted to make sure I had enough time to finish. I took a nap, and woke up ready to get to it. And then, my wifi went to crap.
I couldn't post any responses or new posts to the discussion thread. Every time I opened a new page, or switched to my Documents app, the wifi would stop working. It still showed the little wifi symbol with full bars on the top of my iPad screen, but nothing would go through. I would have to go to my settings, disconnect my wifi, reconnect my wifi, and go back to whatever I was attempting to use when it stopped working. It was awful. I emailed Dr. Reid to let her know that I wouldn't be finished by midnight, but that I was doing the best that I could. My iPad clock read 12:02a when I emailed her my postings (because I couldn't add them in eCollege), and I started working on the current week's homework.
Ten minutes later, I was ready to throw my iPad across the room. Having to reconnect 19 times in 10 minutes is just absurd. I emailed Dr. Reid to let her know I was giving up...and the wifi disconnected when I hit "send". If the walls in TMH weren't so thin I would have started screaming at the top of my lungs... I reconnected, retyped the email, and sent it.
I got onto Netflix, and fell asleep while watching the West Wing.
*Until Next Time!*
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