"No time! There's never any time! I don't have time to study... I''ll never get into Stanford. I'll let everyone down! I'm so confused. I'm so excited... I'm so excited... I'm so scared... "
Sorry, I had a Jessie Spano moment!
Besides not getting into Stanford, I'm feeling pretty much the same way. As you may have noticed, I've been super-duper busy lately. So busy that my body and brain are refusing to work together and are starting to revolt.
I have so much on my plate that it runneth over. Here's a list of things I'm slopping on my plate while I head down the buffet of life:
- Being a teacher
- Going to school to be a principal
- Applying for principal and curriculum positions
- Coaching volleyball
- Managing a herd of cats that call themselves fifth graders
- Managing a husband and dogs that are like the above herd of cats
- Trying to make sure my house isn't a nasty pit
- Attempting to make time to do things that normal people do like visit friends and family
- Trying to create a new life to bring into this world
It's a lot. And it tends to get stressful around here. And thanks to the Clomid (I hope it's the Clomid and not a permanent attitude change), I'm not very nice. Actually, I'm downright miserable to be around because I'm so irritable and nearly everyone ticks me off (and I let them know). Some of my nearest and dearest friends find this to be pretty entertaining, so I guess it's not all bad.
I really do feel like there's no time. Right now, I don't even have time to worry about us not being pregnant yet because I'm so busy with school stuff and volleyball.
And I've brought this all on myself. I think I might make it through once November gets here. Maybe.
Until then, don't take my lack of blogging as a lack of caring. It's just a lack of time.
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