Doing: It’s been a few busy weeks at work recently. I worked nights last week (I come in around 5 pm, get sign out and learn about all of the patients, see and examine my patients, round on everybody with the fellow and resident, and then once everybody’s tucked in, I go home and take pager call after that), and it was horrendously busy. I didn’t get home until 4 most mornings. I’m still trying to switch back over to a days schedule – but I work nights this week, so I’m not trying very hard. I’ll be working Christmas Eve and Christmas nights and then flying out for my Christmas of insanity (wedding of a friend in San Francisco, flying to Utah, taking my grandma down to Arizona, visiting my nephews, flying back up to Utah to return my grandma, and then flying back down to Arizona for a few more days – insanity).

Thinking: I think I need to see a therapist. I’m not depressed per se (dysthymic is probably a better description), but I’m not dealing with things as well as I pretend to. I’m really struggling with being single right now, more so than I have in years. I’ve found myself pulling away from my friends (sorry if I’ve ignored you. It’s not just you) and upset because my friend group here hasn’t been quite what I was hoping and I don’t fit in here either. I need to get everything out on paper, but so far, I haven’t been able to get the words down.

Reading: We read We Are All Completely Beside Ourselves by Karen Joy Fowler for our local book group and I really, really enjoyed it. It’s a fascinating read, with just the right amount of science and philosophy. Don’t read a synopsis as I did; I think it had a different impact on me because I knew the reveal due to lazy reviewers.

Watching: I watched How to Train Your Dragon last night which was really cute and much enjoyed. I am looking forward to seeing the sequel. I also watched the last several episodes of the Amazing Race. Every time I fantasized trying out and seeing the world, they do something like walk a tightrope wire across two buildings and NOPE. And Orphan Black has finally made it’s way to my cable box, which may be disastrous for my sleep.

Making: Have I made anything? I dreamt last night that I was knitting and learnt how to make a sweater. I see no evidence of that being real life.

Writing: I was writing drabbles (100 words each) for a glee klaine advent thing. But I’m so far behind now, that I probably won’t be able to catch up. It was lovely getting back into the swing of things, finding words that just fit together and conveyed a snippet of a story in 100 words. I am only 2 paragraphs into my 10,000 word book chapter that is due in April. I am screwed.

On the other hand, my article from last year got published!