Trying to organize the choas I have.......

It's Wednesday. This is one of the 2 days I have in the week that I have no school. I call these my lazy days. I get dressed and am moving by 6:30 am-well at least this is when my alarm goes off in the morning. On Monday and Wednesday I don't even get dressed till I absolutely have to. Being that I spend 3 out of the 5 days thinking about things from microbiology like the Kreb's cycle and how many ATP are made in a full glycolysis cycle. I have nightmares of not being able to grow any E. coli on a agar medium because I killed all my bacteria with to much heat! If it sounds like you are reading another language then welcome to my world! I have to say I have a great professor who reminds me that he has been doing this for 30 years and he is still learning. Unfortunately, I don't have 30 years! I have 8 more weeks to get this down! So as I sit in front of my laptop and try to sort the things in my head her is my list:

• I have finally-with much pray-accepted the fact that we will be staying in this very small apartment for the next 2 years while I am in school. OK, now I have to convince my sweetheart to let me make some changes that will make me enjoy this apartment more.


• I am fighting a personal battle of getting a job or not. I understand that my schooling is very important to J and I, but I also see the bills and the lack of money. I don't know how to handle that. I have tried every thing I can to pinch pennies and save money, but we still always seem to fall short every month. I am watching my kids grow and their need increase and I feel like horrible parent.


• Clutter!!!! I have so much of it but, then as I try to get rid of it I can't because we use it all!


• Finally- I had some dental work done about 3 weeks ago and I am still in pain. I have a great dentist who has done all that he can to try to figure out what is going on. He has taken me as a walk-in for the past 3 weeks as we try to figure it all out. He has made sure my bite is OK, he took extra x-rays and he still can't figure this out. The worst part is that I bet that he is going to have to go back, drill out the nerve because it just didn't handle the "trauma" of the drilling and fillings. I hate dentist. I picked him because he sedates.I was so relaxed and it seemed so great. I hate the fact that I am going to have to deal with it all over again.

Well, my time is running out. I have to go and get #2 for a doctor's appointment and then take her back to school. I feel a little better that I got all of this off my chest.