I was finally saved by the bell and jerked from my thoughts. As students flowed out of the classroom I realized that I was sitting outside the wrong class. Luckily a friend from the class Ashley saw me and told me the correct room. She had just turned in her paper due to printer trouble. I grabbed my things and gave myself a bit of a pep talk before walking into the room. Instantly my eyes glazed over. I spoke calmly with my professor and she reassured me that she would accept my paper with no penalty. When those words reached my ears I lept for joy. I thanked her profusely and headed back for home. I took that walk back to my apartment rather leisurely. I had gotten a text from Professor Marsh that I didn't have to come into work that day.
I have also been informed lately that I won't be able to continue to be his TA next fall. He lost funding and so I'll have to be job hunting again or hopefully if all goes well I can get into a Lab and work with a professor that way. This being the case I need to start branching out and looking. I'll have a car next year (after I get my license) so that will be a huge plus. So although I am sad that I won't still have the "dream job" on campus I'll be ok. Gotta keep my chin up and be thankful for all that I have been blessed with.
Random Fact: You have no sense of smell when you are sleeping.