Academia, Here I Come…
I am so excited for this semester to begin on Tuesday. I am so ready in fact that the last two days I spent rearranging the furniture in my bedroom because I realized that the expected homework load for this semester would be double what it was last semester, therefore I needed a dedicated study area.
Things Suck
Can I have a day where I don’t have a to-do list breathing fire on my neck? Or a deadline, or a paper to write? Or a thousand and one things that are more important than lounging on the sofa reading a trashy novel?? Just one. MAYBE? Thanks to my idiocy and mental madness, even my free day is no longer free. Ugh. Here’s hoping this weekend will be drama-free.
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Having served in the Navy sometimes feels like it happened to somebody else. Except for when life reminds me through a series of unfortunate events.
Sleep? What’s that?
Being a single mom puts the "I can't do it" whining into perspective fast. I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead cause there is no one else but me.
Bracing For Impact
I must be suffering from the effects of residual stress because my head has been pounding all day. I can only assume that it is my body reacting to what I have yet to wrap my mind around completely: that in a matter of hours, my calm will be disrupted by the arrival of mr horrible. I have been too busy to really stop and take stock.
