Bad days are bad

I’ve had a lot of migraines in the last 2 or 3 months. Bad ones, that make me desperate for unconsciousness. Not so bad ones that make me tired and stupid and slow.  3 out of 4 days, gone.

I’m trying to move to another country, which is time consuming and expensive. Migraines obliterate extraordinary amounts of my time and keep me from working.

I’m trying to get a presentation together for a meeting I’m going to this summer, but I can’t bear to look at a computer screen most days, let alone try to analyze my data.

I carefully planned and scheduled my time so I’d have a paper submitted before I started grad school. Now I’m just hoping to finish the parts of the project that require me to physically be here before I leave. Who knows when (if?) I’ll ever find the time to finish the analysis and write the project up.

But today my head doesn’t hurt. I’m a little tired and a little sad, but my head doesn’t hurt. So I’m going to put on a pretty dress and analyze the shit out of some weather data.