It's the Weekend

I was, to put it very, very mildly, absolutely ecstatic about the end of this last week and the beginning of this weekend. Right now I am not enjoying my job. All day I feel like an absolute retard because half the time I have no idea what I'm doing. I feel like I've walked into a room, and someone has handed me a puzzle box and said, "Put this puzzle together." Only there's no picture on the box to guide me and the pieces are scattered all over the floor. I set about trying to collect them, understanding them as individual pieces but having little to no idea how they fit together. All the while I'm terrified that when the moment of truth comes I'll be left standing there like a clueless idiot, clutching a piece of the puzzle and mumbling, "Well, this one looks like it's a corner."

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why Matthew comes home every night and pours himself a very, very large glass of wine.

On a happier note, I had a chance to meet up with Kyla today and reminisce a bit about Tübingen and Germany. Dwelling on Germany is just about the happiest state I can put my mind in, so much so that I have recently decided that come December I will be applying for positions in Germany as well as the United States. I can definitely see myself packing up and moving over there completely at this point, but of course that all depends on the job offers I end up with.