I don't want to write this paper tonight.
I don't want to write the other one due later this week, either.
I don't want to do the rewrite on my final semester paper.
I don't want to go to a lesson tomorrow for which I feel unprepared.
I don't want to play in the chamber music concert tomorrow night.
I don't want to take that final exam.
I don't want to finish that big project.
I don't want to have a violin jury next Monday.
I really, really don't want to have that jury.
But there are some things I am looking forward to, like the service of Lessons and Carols at the church where Nathan works, and a road trip with friends to see family and play great Christmas music, and a blissful, blissful holiday during which I will try to catch up on a semester's worth of sleep.
To get to all those nice things, I have to survive the not-nice things.