I’m losing my mind!
I stopped in at Becky’s last night to say hi to people on my way back from being in Charlotte for the weekend – ended up staying entirely too late, and when I went to look for my key, I couldn’t find it. Now normally, this isn’t a huge deal, cause there’s only a small numbers of places my keys can usually hide, as I have tons of keys, membership cards and pepperspray all on my keychain. But since I had the car in the shop this week, I’d separated the car key and clicker from the rest of my keys and hadn’t put them back together. So I walked into Becky’s house with just the car key and my (new) cell phone, and now the key is missing! We searched the entire downstairs for about 30 minutes (under the sofa, under the cushions, in the trash, everywhere) before finally giving up and Becky drove me to the lab, where I had to sneak into the hospital (no badge, cause everything, including my purse, was in the car) and use the spare key to get into the lab, where my only spare car key is located. Luckily, I found it, and could get back into my car and get the rest of my keys to get into my apartment. So I have to head over to Becky’s at some point and see if I can find my real set of keys someplace where we didn’t look before… I’m kinda hoping somebody who left before me took them without realizing it and will promptly call me to return them…
So add this to the list of ways graduate school is continuing to make me crazier than I was before I started (I think I already told you about losing my car again a couple weeks ago – seriously, I almost had to call security, cause I had no idea which level I was even parked on). There’s apparently a physical limit to how much information I can retain in my brain, and every time I push some more microbiology in there, some other important ‘life skills’ stuff falls out the other side – I don’t know how I’m going to be able to function as a PhD. 