I've lost the battle with this nagging baby cold. It turned into a full fledged, down right mean ass real cold socked solidly in the middle of my face. I almost fell over twice in front of the kids today it had my equilibrium off so much. Good times! I'm actually cancelling my plans to run in the Super Hero run tomorrow. I wasn't super excited about that one, but I am sad to miss one of these great cause events. Plus, it takes Annie out of the running for dog mascot, I would bet. Bummer!
I hope it doesn't last too long. I've got more homework for Sean to do that needs getting to.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
The Gift of Time
Today I was summoned for Jury Duty. I was so excited about this prospect because I'm one of those dorks who looks forward to this opportunity. Unfortunately today was not the day it was going to happen for me. Luckily, because I already had a sub, I took advantage of the time and worked all day on my grad school classes.
I made a big list of items I wanted to get done. Um, yeah right. I crossed off about three of them. But then that's three more than if I would have gone to work or sat on a jury all day, so I'll take it. Plus, I got to help my sister out by picking Madeleine up after her after school club because Sarah has a nasty case of the creeping crud. Poor girl. I'm glad I was able to help out. It's one of those advantages to them moving back here.
Now Sean is home from work and I'm going to start my weekly ritual of batting my long eye lashes, flashing my cute smile and showing my dance moves to get him to help me with my last assignment for the week. Of course by "help me" I mean do it for me. Come on kids, uses your resources. It's a life skill.
I made a big list of items I wanted to get done. Um, yeah right. I crossed off about three of them. But then that's three more than if I would have gone to work or sat on a jury all day, so I'll take it. Plus, I got to help my sister out by picking Madeleine up after her after school club because Sarah has a nasty case of the creeping crud. Poor girl. I'm glad I was able to help out. It's one of those advantages to them moving back here.
Now Sean is home from work and I'm going to start my weekly ritual of batting my long eye lashes, flashing my cute smile and showing my dance moves to get him to help me with my last assignment for the week. Of course by "help me" I mean do it for me. Come on kids, uses your resources. It's a life skill.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
Burning the Candle
True confession time. When I signed up for my last two grad school classes I knew it would be a challenge. Sean even predicted that it would be all consuming. I thought for certain I could swing it. I knew I'd be busy, but I've been busy before. I've taken two grad classes before. It was in the summer and was a short term so it was crazy too. I thought this was going to be no big deal.
I was wrong. This is by far the hardest I have ever worked in my entire grad school experience. My Geospacial Tech. class is so far out of my comfort zone and my design class is work, work, work. Luckily I'm married to a genius who is helping me like crazy but still. Between battling my first year in a new job and my final coursework in this degree, I barely have time to breathe. Throw in a bunch of kids who are growing some lovely attitudes these days and everyday I don't throttle someone is a miracle.
Four words: breath hard and run far. I must keep this in mind to maintain my sanity for the remaining 6 weeks this term.
I apologize in advance to my friends and family whom are seeing the less than attractive side of my personality. I promise I will take Summer (not spring, that's study for comprehensive exams hell time) to make it up to you. Just remember you love me in the meantime when I'm less than lovable.
I was wrong. This is by far the hardest I have ever worked in my entire grad school experience. My Geospacial Tech. class is so far out of my comfort zone and my design class is work, work, work. Luckily I'm married to a genius who is helping me like crazy but still. Between battling my first year in a new job and my final coursework in this degree, I barely have time to breathe. Throw in a bunch of kids who are growing some lovely attitudes these days and everyday I don't throttle someone is a miracle.
Four words: breath hard and run far. I must keep this in mind to maintain my sanity for the remaining 6 weeks this term.
I apologize in advance to my friends and family whom are seeing the less than attractive side of my personality. I promise I will take Summer (not spring, that's study for comprehensive exams hell time) to make it up to you. Just remember you love me in the meantime when I'm less than lovable.
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