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A Strange Sense of Calm

By Anonymous

Each quarter I sink to a new level of finals unpreparedness. It's become something of a contest among 3L's to see who has done the least studying and I'm pretty sure I win. This isn't the "I haven't studied at all (oh, but I did do all the reading, took notes, looked over old exams, and made an outline)" type of whining; I really haven't done any of those things. And there isn't time left to pretend that I will. I have an 8-hour take home exam tomorrow for Sexual Orientation and the Law, a class you may notice I haven't mentioned in a while, and that's because I haven't looked at it in a while. I'm planning to spend the first 3 hours creating an outline based on the exam questions, one hour eating lunch and wasting some time (necessary for my thought process), and the last four hours actually writing the exam. I'll spend Wednesday plugging through other people's con law outlines to make my own, knowing that I won't actually finish. With every section I get through, I realize with more certainty that I won't reach all of them. And I'm honestly not bothered by that. The sections I have done, I've done thoroughly, so I will have enough written down to pass. My grades so far in law school have been pretty good (not that anyone understands our bizarre grading system anyway), so my transcript can take a few low numbers and still look okay. Thank goodness I'm not close to honors or trying to clerk, there would be so much more pressure.

In health news, I am sick with a bad cold. I'm sure those sitting near me in the library are hating me for the constant sneezing and nose-blowing. My head is filled with snot and other yuckiness and there is no room left for con law. Landon had a follow-up appointment with the surgeon this morning and everything looks great! The stitches look good and there's very little swelling - this might be one medical story that is completely drama-free (other than the near starvation he suffered Thursday morning). The surgeon said that for all his complaining in the pre-op room, he was totally quiet and happy down in the OR. He looked around, smiled at everyone, didn't put up any resistance to the IV (which they got on the first try, yay!), and then just closed his eyes. That was nice to hear. He really has turned into such a happy little fellow. Maybe he always was, there was just so much drama and crap and pain covering it up. This weekend while I was "studying" and he was sitting in my lap, banging on the desk and trying to pull off my nose, I realized how much we enjoy him now. While there were some great times and we loved him to death, I can't say his first several months with us were particularly enjoyable overall. But now, he's just so fun. His personality is coming through and JP and I spend hours just talking, playing, and laughing (and laughing more) with him. Babies can be a blast - who knew?

Full post as published by Lag Liv on March 10, 2008 (boomark / email).