88 days left...

[wiseheart]

... and the end seems farther away than ever. *sigh*

Yesterday I spent almost 7 hours with sitting around on uncomfortable benches and uncomfortable chairs, doing nothing of importance. Well, I did a great deal of sewing, of course, but that's not what I mean. There's nothing useful for me to do at school - there hasn't been since I'm no longer allowed to teach - and it's getting on my nerves something awful.

The beginning of the week isn't quite as bad, as there are shorter hours of senseless nothing to do. But Thursday and Friday are ungodly long, and there are times when I'd like to just crawl into a corner and scream. I'm just fed up with the whole thing horribly.

Plus, my rheumatic joints don't react well to the nothing. My left leg started hurting again, from being forced into the same position for so long. I'll have to remember to stand up and walk around a lot, or I'll be a cripple by the time my indentured service runs off.

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