Because I am Made of Insanity

I am Ridiculously Busy. No, I mean it.

These are the things that I do:

• Go to school. Take 7 classes.
• Attempt to not fail those 7 classes.
• Participate in extracurriculars. I am the chair of a club and an editor for a journal.
• Nutcracker! That's 5+ hours of rehearsal every week. Plus additional time dealing with planning the schedule/writing emails/other assorted tasks.
• Volunteer at a hospital. Incredibly interesting, incredibly rewarding, incredibly time consuming.
• Teach ballet to little ones. Also rewarding, also time consuming. Plus involves getting up quite early in the morning.
• Sometimes do other fun things, like take ballet class. Or go to the zoo for my Natural History of the Mammals course (coming soon: a post on the animal that made me cry).

 So those are a lot of things.

Now, I'm not listing them out like this to complain, or even to boast. I'm sure there are plenty of people out there who do this much and more. And if I was really feeling overwhelmed I could drop a few of these things. My intention here is to give you an understanding of how nice and full my schedule is right now, so you can fully appreciate the insanity that is about to happen.

So Many Things! Let's Add Another

The reaction of any sane person to the above would be to stop adding more things. Of course, I am not a sane person. So what did I go and do? Add bullet point number 8:

• Write 50,000 words in a month.

Yes, I'm doing NaNo. Or rather, I'm pretending to do Nano.

My Insanity Has Its Limits

Yes, I am crazy. I think we've pretty well established that. But I'm not that crazy.

I fully recognize the fact that I am not going to be able to devote as much time and attention to each of these as they need. Unless I never sleep, there simply aren't enough hours in the day! And unfortunately while I would like to write half a novel in a month, the 60+ pages of essays I have to produce must take priority. (As an aside, if anyone has a great interest in the Neandertal cranium or bone histology or reproductive strategies of Marsupials, let me know).

If you go peek at my NaNo profile, you'll see that in half a month I've written one day's worth of words (really it's a little more, as I haven't counted handwritten pages). I'm not going to get to 50,000. But if I write a little every day, even if it's just a sentence scribbled in my notebook during the fifteen minutes between classes, I'll call it a win.

Who's With Me in the Nuthouse?

We've all got our own special brand of crazy. Mine is apparently trying to do EVERY SINGLE THING all at once. What's yours?