I HATE Waiting

So post-graduation life is not what its all cracked up to be (although I have to admit that the lack of paper writing and homework is just as awesome as I'd hoped). For some inexplicable reason I decided grad school was a good choice and applied for the Anthropology program here. On the 1st of February. It is the 6th of March. I have been waiting. Sitting, waiting, wishing. If they would just let me know if I got in, I could make some crucial decisions about my future. Like where to live, work, be. It is during times like this that I realize I have much less patience than I thought.

To keep my self entertained during this temporary lull, I have been doing "volunteer work". Pretty much it's my previous job at the museum minus the whole getting paid thing. Sad, I know. Occasionally I play the piano, the violin or guitar. I crocheted a scarf and finished a blanket that I started a year ago. Sometimes I add drawings to my sketch book. During the evenings, Heather comes and sits in my living room and internets while I do crosswords.

It would not be right if I didn't give credit to Ashley and Leslie for my most recent entertaining activity: ZUMBA! They have been begging me for months to come to this Latin dance aerobics class at the gym. I finally got off my lazy butt and went and loved it just as much as they told me I would. I'm terrible at it, but I get a good workout. The teacher also teaches some classes at BYU and yesterday I decided to attend the kickboxing class. WOW. I felt like an aoemeba. A fat blob who was unable to distinguish arms from legs. I felt great afterwards though. Kinda wanted to go punch the crap out of someone. Needless to say, I am completely aware of all of my muscles today and struggled to keep up in Zumba.

Sadly, all these fun things aren't quite enough to stop me from wanting to crash the anthropology department and hunt down the grad committee just to get an update. Or get a rough estimate of when I might expect to maybe hear from them. To be honest, it wouldn't be that sad if I didn't get in, but at least I would KNOW. I HATE waiting.