Finals week~

Ummm... little busy here.

Last week of classes.... eye appointment... speech class... 4 conferences.

FOUR OF THEM.

I'll be back when I have a second to breathe~

Only my monkees

The Washer Dude came- he was amazing. Quick, effecitent, not scary in the usual creepy fix-it-guy way. Nice!

Evidentually my kids are genius and some how mananged to get a sock into the pump and screw the whole thing up. How you get a sock from inside the washer tub, between the part that circle and the part that doesn't.... past the pump filter, wedge inbetween the first mechanical doo-hickey and THEN get wedged into the 2nd part (the hose that leads to the drain hose....beyond reason.

But hey, if there is the slightest change possible... My monkees can acomplish it!

Unless it has anything to do with cleaning their room, or not screeching at one another- of course!

The Land of Limbo~

He I sit. Once again in the dreaded Land Of Limbo. I hate this place with a passion. I shouldn't- because it is practically my permanent residence... but it still suck-eth big time.

Hubby got a raise. Yea!! And a weeks paid vacation. WHoot-woooo!! AND we got our tax refund back- so the stars appeared to align, and we start to dream of things. Wow- grown-up trip :) Seriously, WHAT was I thinking?!

I believe I have spent a combined total of 10 days away from the little monkees. EVER. It is usually a day here... maybe a couple there. Every few years or so.

And YOU thought it was hard to plan a trip WITH kids- HA! Try planning one WITHOUT them. Just another of life's little "haha in your FACE" moments.

I have been anxiously awaiting news from my nursing school- I sent off the applications, the transcripts, the fees.... and am still waiting. I don't do well with that- all possible patients is used up on the kids. Haha- I joke.

No, not really.

Just found out that people have been getting their acceptance letters for over a week now. My mail box is still empty. Don't know what to do if I am not accepted- at least I wont have the interview anxiety then, right?!

I know- always looking for the bright side. I am a source of light and positive energy.

Or not. I'm tired and frustrated.

Oh yeah- and my washer crapped out on me. Fills up fine, but won't drain. Went to the laundramat yesterday- JOY! and did 8 loads in an hour and 15 minutes. Thats a challenge without kids... and guess how many I took.

It's always something though- right?

So here I sit- stuck in the waiting game. DO I get clean clothes? DO I get into my program? DO I pass my finals? DO I really even give a poo? Not so much at the moment.

All I know is I need a break-

And wish that it weren't all such a big IF too.

Spare Change?

I need some. A hair style. A vacation. A new pair of shoes. Something. Anything.

I'll sit and write about how I wish every thing would be "normal," but since that is an absolute impossibility around here- maybe change would be good. On a strictly scheduled and in expected, predictable fashion :) And on my terms~

The weekend went about the same as ever- nothing exciting, mind numbing, cute, or relatively noteworthy to type up and share. The weather was decent, and the kids got to play outside. Steven and I went out too- baseballs, soccer balls, plastic bats, sleds, golf balls, wiffle balls, jump ropes and gliders- everything that was hidden by the snow, made an appearance. That was nice, but now I have a list of STUFF we need to get for spring.

at least OUTside stuff makes it quite INside!

Actually got out of the house to study for a little bit. Coffee and Chemistry~ out was nice though. Took the Twinners... met up with a Study Buddy- a charter member of the "What were we thinking... taking micro and chem at the same time" club.

Still don't know what we were thinking, but at least we only have 3 weeks of suffering left.

The kids swapped chores yesterday... they were doing OK last week. After the switch- Not so much. Ugh. Mondays are horrible (as I might have mentioned in previous rants) but holy harpsichords people. Its bad.

Monday morning. TestDay Monday mornings- with a house full of half-arsed finished chores... which make them 3x as cruddy to deal with the next day. And guess who gets to deal with it all.... hummmmmm WHO could that be?

So I want a change. A GOOD one. Even if it's just a little one.

I remember~

A friend I had growing up just died. I hadn't seen her in years, but was just thinking about her the other day. Today I opened up the paper, and saw the notice. She was 33- just like me. We had dance classes together, went to each others houses for birthdays- I have a picture from the newspaper of us all dressed up at a tea party...

Life is just not fair. I sit here and whine about all my problems and gripes, when they are so unimportant. She was so full of life, and energy- and always smiling. Always.

Cancer is a bitch, it's not fair.

Well, it's not Monday.

Hi. I think I lost my ever lovin' mind.

While dealing with the kids, house, hubby- I went back to school. Traded the "kids-at-home-homeschool" for the "mom-in-college" thing. GUILT. Since I was only taking 2 classes (only...snicker snicker) and the GUILT thing started working overtime. Surely, I should be doing more. So while talking to my friend, I decided to apply for a part time job.

So, in theory, it sounded like a mighty fine idea. I could work 3 days a week, 4 hours a day- around my school schedule. I would get some more experience (looks good for the nursing program interview.) I will get all my re-certification classes paid for- also a plus because I need them for WSU anyway. I also get to bring in a wee bit-o-$$ so I don't feel like a complete leach. I should be making just about enough to cover the gas it's going to cost to get me there.

So this weekend I was training... instead of 4-8, it was 4-10. Both nights. I went in to drop off paperwork, and Suprise!! I had another night of training... with 2 hours notice. 4-8... hahahaha! Got home at around 11. Scheduled for 5 days, not 3... The scheduling kinks are ... well, kinks I have to work through. Re-scheduling and shifiting... not a big deal, just a hassle I wasn't completely prepared for.

I probably didn't think things out carefully enough, the kids are grumpy. The hubby seems a little miffed too- glad I am off the couch and away from the bon bons... but he has to cover the home front while I am away.

I'm sure that is not really anyones idea of a good time :)

So now, I have Im going to school instead of working GUILT. Working when I have a family to take care of GUILT. Buying a big van I needed, but that sucks a lot of gas- STRESS. Keeping the family sane and atteneded to like I was really here when I am not, but not wanting to rock the boat or cause more stress for anyone else- OBSESSION.

Such a mess- when I was only looking to make things easier.

Crap. At least it isn't Monday. Don't think I could take it~

The weak of the week~

It has certainly been a week. Lots going on, all of it monumnetally boring, dreary... not cute in the slightest.

Is it over yet?

I have discovered that migraines are attracted to Biology tests. And this is even before the all nighter study sessions to avoid the "help" of short ones who enjoy paper and pencils more than anyone should. It's also a whole lot quieter at 2:30am... if you don't account for the wind :)

So the Bio test was last night. If I failed miserably, which I have no doubt that I did, I will not be alone. We all filtered out of class, and huddled in little balls on the floor rocking, contemplaiting our collective fates. This is the last in a line of pre-reqs... and it's killing us. Slowly. Painfully. Pain-stakingly cruel.

A pause button. Please?!

But it is now (almost) the weekend... where normal people relax, and take it easy... gearing up for the week ahead. WHO are these people and where do I sign up? Weekends are when I get everything done for the next week, so I can squeeze in an hour or two of sleep... in between study sessions, calls of "MOooooooommmmmmmmmmm", and the always expected "unexpected."

It's always something, right?!

Well, I guess. Back to the grind.... but I will be day dreaming of a beach vacation. Just for sanity's sake. ~ A girls gotta have dreams!!