Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Coming up with a catchy title is not happening today.

I know I'm not a champion blogger these days. Eh. It is what it is, right? The worst part about not blogging is that I really do use this as my journal (my very public humiliating journal, what kind of a weirdo am I?) and all kinds of things are going on that I don't want to forget, and I'm POSTIVE if I don't write them down I'm going to forget them, my brain is way overloaded with things to remember these days.

Almost every night I have these crazy school related dreams. A few weeks ago I went to see Captain Phillips, that night I dreamt that Somali pirates were forcing me to graph things in slope intercept form. Over and over and OVER. The pressure and panic I felt in my dream was pretty much exactly like the pressure and panic I feel everyday doing math.

But, believe it or not, math is not the worst part of being a student. The worst things about going to school are.~

1. Getting out of bed. The actual getting OUT of the bed is not the problem, I'm a morning person and can't sleep past 7:30 even if I'm really really trying to sleep in. On a regular day I'm up by 5:30 or so. BUT now, EVERY SINGLE MORNING my alarm goes off at 5:15. Something about being FORCED out of bed.... You know what I'm sayin'? Ugh.

2.  Getting dressed. If it weren't bad enough that I'm being awakened violently by the gentle trilling of the alarm on my phone, I also have to get dressed. Maybe this makes it sound like before I started school I was just running around nude all day. I assure you this is NOT the case. However, because I work from home I did spend most everyday wearing my pajamas until I changed into my workout clothes or shorts and an old P.E. t-shirt from my kid's jr. high. But NO MORE! Now that I'm going out into the world I have to wear something presentable and adult-like. Ugh. It's exhausting figuring out what to wear everyday. Once I read about this woman who just had like 7 of the same shirts and 7 of the same pants and that's what she wore all the time. That's starting to sound pretty good to me.

3.  Wearing make-up. Holy cow! Have I ever mentioned how much I hate wearing make-up? Well, I do, I hate it. But now that I'm old I NEED it. Otherwise people ask me all day if I'm feeling okay because I look so tired. (Note~This is not an okay thing to ask people, k?) To my horror TWICE in the last 5 days I have gotten in a rush and forgotten to finish my make-up and have gone out (once to CHURCH!) without mascara and only half of my eye-shadow. Apparently, the eye make-up portion of my routine is when I take a break from the mirror and am so susceptible to distraction that I don't make it back to finish the deal. "This is no bueno. Sorry if you had to talk to me and you were forced to decide whether to ask me if I was ill or just look away.

4. Making dinner. I'd love to pretend that before school started I was a master dinner planner/maker, but that would be a big ol' lie. I'm sad to report that things took a turn for the really not healthy last night when our dinner consisted of Spagetti-Os, salad, garlic toast and a large bag of bbq potato chips. I have no excuse. I was determined not to order pizza again and ended up someplace far far worse than take-out.

PS~Tomorrow for Halloween I have to dress up as Mrs. PotatoHead for a work party. Can things get any better? Ha! I think NOT!

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