I bought an aluminum water bottle this summer. It's dark green and has a First Nations wolf design on it. It's coated with something, by the way, that renders it safe to drink from; a stainless steel bottle would have been smaller and more expensive.
I got back to school to find that, along with my training schedule and welcome note, my RD had left me a plastic, BPA-free water bottle. Okay, I thought; great, now I can stay even more hydrated.
Yesterday I participated in Day to Make a Difference, a morning of volunteering. In past years they've given out t-shirts. This year they gave us - you guessed it - water bottles. Now, admittedly, I was very glad to have said water bottle after an hour and a half of trimming bushes with a heavy power tool in hot, sunny, and humid weather. That said, three water bottles is really more than I need.
Turns out that all of the RDs were also given stainless steel bottles to hand out to the first-years and, yes, res staff. A lot of them had yet to be handed out, due to a mix-up in delivery (or... something), but yesterday I ran into my RD and hey! Presto. Another water bottle.
So now I have four water bottles. Clearly there is no excuse for getting dehydrated this year.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Letting Go
Whoops. I really need to change the time settings on this thing. I do not get up at five in the morning, birds or no birds.
On the positive side of life: I am handing the presidency of SAAFE (Sexual Assault Awareness for Everyone) over to the treasurer, and we are finding a new treasurer. I decided last week, in consultation with a friend, that as I am doing Too Much and also have Too Much other stuff going on - something had to go.
I'm still going to be involved in SAAFE. I spent all summer making lists, and I'm not giving up that easily. I'm just handing the organizational stuff over to somebody else. She's acting pres as of, uh, right now. Actually, as of yesterday.
The meeting is in twenty minutes... in theory I could still be pres for that, but there's really no point in saying "hi! I'm the president of SAAFE - for now. She's about to take over!" and confusing people.
It's a very Wellesley thing to do too much. I am busy. This year I am trying to let go enough to maintain my sanity: I'm trying to become Wendy Wellesley's black-sheep-of-a-little-sister Wanda. Right now I am too much like Wendy.
On the positive side of life: I am handing the presidency of SAAFE (Sexual Assault Awareness for Everyone) over to the treasurer, and we are finding a new treasurer. I decided last week, in consultation with a friend, that as I am doing Too Much and also have Too Much other stuff going on - something had to go.
I'm still going to be involved in SAAFE. I spent all summer making lists, and I'm not giving up that easily. I'm just handing the organizational stuff over to somebody else. She's acting pres as of, uh, right now. Actually, as of yesterday.
The meeting is in twenty minutes... in theory I could still be pres for that, but there's really no point in saying "hi! I'm the president of SAAFE - for now. She's about to take over!" and confusing people.
It's a very Wellesley thing to do too much. I am busy. This year I am trying to let go enough to maintain my sanity: I'm trying to become Wendy Wellesley's black-sheep-of-a-little-sister Wanda. Right now I am too much like Wendy.
Why I Am Awake Right Now
Birds.
Very noisy ones.
Birds noisy enough that at first I thought they were jackhammers.
On the plus side - I dreamed about a punching bag. Rather helpful.
Very noisy ones.
Birds noisy enough that at first I thought they were jackhammers.
On the plus side - I dreamed about a punching bag. Rather helpful.
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