Crazy Busy

Today was an incredibly busy and productive day. You know, there are days when I am really busy, but not really that productive. Today was not one of those days. My life revolves around balancing homework and housework right now. I dropped Preston off at school this morning, went directly to the grocery store and came home to put dinner on for tonight. Since I have school on Thursday afternoons, I usually try to do something in the crock pot for dinner. Tonight is roast. I wish you could smell what I am smelling right now. I am hungry and dinner smells delicious. Anyway, as I was saying, crazy busy! I started laundry, took care of some stuff for the church, called to reschedule my hair appointment, did the dishes (some by hand I might add), folded laundry, put laundry away and dealt with Elliot's fever on top of all of that. On my way to pick up Preston, I took my recycling in. $9.45! Yay me! This was all before 11 am, I might add.

Anyway, I have a rant to do...so I should really get it started. It may take a while! I have a class, a nursing class, that I am so incredibly frustrated with. Every week I go, because I am afraid of missing something important. And every week, we watch movies. I honestly believe that the "professor" doesn't know how to teach. I have watched enough "films" as she calls them, to last for a lifetime. I mean how many videos can you watch. The total time the "professor" has spent lecturing adds up to about 30 minutes top, and that would be a cumulative total for the semester. Ladies and Gentlemen, might I remind you that the class is from 2 to 5 every week on Thursday. I have yet to stay until five o'clock. That in and of itself doesn't bother me, because honestly, I am so bored I couldn't stand it if we had to stay until five. The part that bothers me is that I really want to learn something valuable and I don't know that I am. Instead, I feel like I am "doing my time." I know that the one week I don't show up will be the week the professor makes her one profound statement for the semester. I will miss that one life changing statement that she will make and I will never be the person that I could be if I miss it. Could this class be any more boring? The answer, NO! The good news? I don't have to go back for a whole week!

Friday is the official beginning of my weekend because I don't have school and my kids do, so I get three whole hours to indulge myself in anything from pedicures or hair appointments to laundry and house keeping. Tomorrow I have big plans! I am shopping for school clothes....for ME!

I don't know that I can give you anything more entertaining than that rant today, so I am going to call it a night. Oh and dinner is calling!