Out of shape

I've been back at school for about 2 weeks now, and once thing is becoming rapidly apparent: I am dramatically out of shape. My intellectual flab keeps me from nimbly maneuvering through homework and critical reflection in the same way my lithe mind perfected last semester. Life just seems to have piled up a huge mountain of administrative tasks to take care of. Laura recommended that I write down in a list everything I have to do and then just start checking them off one by one. I haven't done that yet, but think I'll probably need to, just because the concept of raising support is way too overwhelming otherwise.
Not only am I out of shape academically, I'm also sucking the proverbial air through my proverbial toe nails with regards to relationships. It's pretty tough to find time for all the people I need to make time for, and it seems like any care-free frolicking is out of the question.
I'm not sure I should even talk about what kind of shape I'm in physically. I watched Rocky 3 a few nights ago and left the room after feeling at once very depressed and very motivated.

Two More Days

Two more days of Christmas break. Two more days before my last semester of classes. Two more days before minimal sleep, lots of exercise, and late nights. Two more days before I see my Laura again! Two more days before I'm surrounded by my best friends and closest confidants. Two more days of my last Christmas 'at home' (not literally).

This Christmas has been hectic, crazy, wonderful, hard, and enlightening. Urbana was way more than anything I thought it could be. It was amazing having everyone home at the same time. I enjoyed bonding with my nieces, especially all the times I took care of Hannah and walked with her.