I started mildly freaking out about how much work I had to do and how impossible it seemed to get it all done by the end of the quarter. I said as much to my faculty sponsor who replied, “Yeah, that’s ’cause you’re trying to do 24 credits’ worth of stuff.” For only 16 credits. Oh, right. Talking helped, and I promised I would only do the minimal amount of homework on my vacation.
Kauai. Utter bliss. You know that feeling when you didn’t even realize how much stress you carry around with you every day until you feel it all melt away? Yeah. I felt that by the end of lunch on my first day there. I was brave and had adventures and ate great food and fell in love with the earth all over again. I did my homework for my 4-credit class but didn’t do one drop of work on my ILC, and I felt good about that.
Came home still not feeling stressed about all the work left to do. Then I started feeling a little bit of stress about how not stressed-out I was. Brain said, “Hey, this stuff is important! You should be stressing out about it!” Freshly plumeria-scented soul said, “Shhhh.” Eventually I came to the decision that there is no way for me to accomplish everything I said I would when I created this ILC. And that that’s OK, because it turns out I overestimated what I can reasonably get done in ten weeks, and my faculty sponsor assures me I’m not going to lose credit. And it’s not like the work ends when the quarter does. I may not write the academic paper I said I was going to, but I’ll eventually write about it here, because it’s a subject I’ve been thinking about a lot and doing the research was hecka fun. And I may not have gotten through a full start-to-end revision of my draft, but I did a ton of work on it, and I know what I need to keep working on before I start pitching it to agents and editors at the PNWA conference. In summary, I am not Wonder Woman, but I am a wondrous woman.