Blognukkah ✡️ Day 9 + 10: Chopped Challenge, Saying Goodbye, and a Perfect Day

On Wednesday, I opened the refrigerator to reveal nearly empty shelves. The contents: Corn tortillas (that I still refer to as tacos because I don’t know the difference). Spinach that has seen better days. Vaguely suspicious cheese. Other items that I, being a picky eater, wouldn’t touch. Wednesday is shopping day, so we have to get creative. I called my sister downstairs. Thus commenced a Chopped challenge. The winner was a pastry containing spinach, olives, and a substance that resembled cottage cheese, though one can’t be sure.

It was a frozen pastry, but we put it in the toaster oven, so I guess that makes it gourmet. “Rate this out of 10,” I said, stabbing it with a fork.

“3/10,” she reported, chewing slowly. My sister is even pickier than I am. We both laughed and continued finding ingredients. Eventually, I found a zucchini, eggplant, and mushrooms, as well as a rogue potato, so I made a stir fry. Jokes aside, don’t worry– we are not starving. It’s just that no one wanted to get groceries on this day. We are blessed to have as much food as we could want.

give me any vegetable paired with the right spices, and I can turn it into a meal

The evening passed in a blur. I had so much to do that I couldn’t make a blog post at all. Things worth noting: I finished all three personality assessment reports. I love going to a graduate school that is small because I was able to text my professor about a question that I had and she called me to discuss it, of her own volition. Coming from a college where each classroom held 100 students, I rarely had a connection with a professor. I prefer small schools. Conveniently, Personality Assessment is my favorite class, and I am taking this professor’s Intellectual Assessment class next semester.

The next morning, I woke up extremely happy. I couldn’t explain it, but I was in a fantastic mood, and one should not question one’s fantastic moods. I told myself that I was not having breakfast until my workman’s compensation report was done, so I ended up having breakfast at 11 am!

Today was the last official day of my optional group therapy class. The professor let people leave parting remarks on each other’s virtual notepads, and I was so touched by mine. People told me that I was bright, ambitious, inspiring, and always joyful. One girl told me to make sure that I give myself breaks because she can tell that I like working hard, and she wants me to enjoy the fruits of my labor. In 16 weeks, some of these people went from being my classmates to being my friends.

I am the third person in the fourth row

After class, I had my weekly meeting with a rabbi from UCLA (aka, my former college), and then I exercised in my room, using weights and incorporating Whitney Simmons’ HIIT cardio moves. The day got slightly busier because I managed to fit in two reports for my job, try on the earrings that my grandma got me for Hanukkah (they are stunning gold hoops), and do my session for Continuity Care in the evening.

I don’t know what made the day so special, but I was happy when I woke up, and am happy again going to sleep. Our group therapy professor mentioned that one of the things people may regret is that they don’t let themselves be happy. They overthink and overwork until it’s too late. Today, I am grateful because I let myself enjoy the day.

Published by adventuresofagradgirl.wordpress.com

Hi, I'm Vera. I'm starting grad school for neuropsychology in fall 2020. A google search revealed that there are no current grad school blogs for psychology students. Anyway, I happen to know a girl who wants to document her journey to getting a doctorate (spoiler: it's me). Welcome. Hope you stay awhile!

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