It will get better...

I've had a heck of a week. And even though it's been difficult, some of my mother's natural optimism has made its way into my psyche so I knew things would get better. And I'm glad to say that they have. The large capacity copier was on the fritz the first day of classes (of course) and now it's fixed. The new, multi-functional copier in my office wasn't doing what I wanted it to do and now it's cooperating (yay!). The faculty, while most still don't know what class they're teaching and in which room to teach it, are starting to leave me a lone to do my actual work. My new GA is sweet, intelligent, and incredibly helpful. Classes should be interesting but sufficiently challenging (I'll confirm that after my first psych class tonight). I have plans for Friday night and even though it's not a date with a guy it'll still be a good time. All in all things are looking up. Now if only campus delivery guy hadn't quit...