This morning I had to drive around a cow that was blocking my driveway on the way to work.

This is my life.

I have never felt so overwhelmed, to be perfectly honest here. I know I’ve used that phrase before – “I feel overwhelmed” – but boy, I had no idea. This “going back to school” thing? I don’t know about it. I don’t know how I feel about going to class and being taught things to worry about in an economics class (is it necessary to even be in a class about it to be scared about economics these days?), or how to sell someone something they don’t really want or need in a marketing class. I don’t know how I feel about feeling like I have no time for anything (even though, um, I do). It’s weird, and completely the opposite of nearly everything I’ve ever experienced.

— (insert approximately 20 hours here) —

I almost decided to give up on this entry. I stopped writing and went to class and did homework, and I was convinced that there was absolutely no point to those paragraphs up there. And there really isn’t. Who cares. Whatever.

Proof of how disoriented I’ve been lately: I got an e-mail last week about a reading last night (you know, books) at the library. That’s what I thought it said, anyway. So I went to the library and there was no reading. So I figured, maybe I read it wrong and the reading was, in fact, at the bookstore. Which makes sense because that’s where they usually are.

But no. I have no idea what wires got crossed in my head, or what alternate dimension I walked into, but okay. So I went home and took part in an argument about politics that made me want to chant “generation gap!” over and over.

This morning I sprayed myself in the face with Febreze.

Things will get back to what passes as normal soon, right?