It doesn’t seem quite fair that I should be sore after doing something altruistic, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t so. Last Saturday I helped lay laminate flooring in a bedroom of one of the Habitat for Humanity houses, and I bet you can guess how happy my knees were with that…but I know how to do it, at least a full-floating floor type, and I can use a jigsaw and a miter saw and I watched as someone else used a table saw…oh, and I can still hammer with the best of them. But my knees, and my back, and my inner thighs are saying, why didn’t you have kneepads?
At least I feel accomplished. If creaky.
And I am absurdly excited that NaNo starts in a month. Why can’t I get excited about other things the way I do about writing?
And I’m still waiting on the med school app. I’ve delivered forms to all my recommenders, so here’s hoping they have something nice to say. Keep those fingers crossed.
Anyone with ideas on how to write a journal review paper?