Huge Sigh of Relief

I finally received my grades for the semester.  

I was all sorts of nervous because my proctor didn't follow my teacher's simple instructions of faxing the test and then mailing the hard copy to her.  They just mailed it.  My teacher and I have been waiting on the mail for the past eight days.  And you know the mail...

Well, she received my test yesterday.  I got my final grade.  And I passed! 

No more math for me!  No more math!  No more math! And yes!  I'm singing and doing a happy dance. 

So I'm just two classes short of getting my associates.  Come December, I'll have a fancy-shmancy paper to hang up.  And you know what?  I'm going to hang it proudly.  It's taken me nearly six years to get this far.

Yeah.  Six years to get an associates.  Kinda sad but if some people knew what exactly I've been doing for the past six years they'd understand.  It's been a long, hard road to get this far.  I worked full time, got married, supported Mav through undergrad, helped Mav apply and get accepted to med school, got pregnant, still worked, moved across the country, Mav started medical school, we had a baby and the baby is now 2 1/2.  I've been going to school the whole time.  Can I tell how big of a pain it is to do online classes and the whole proctoring thing from your home school in a different state?  The biggest pain ever!

For the past six years, especially since my baby was born, I've felt like a person in the circus.  The person who has about ten plates spinning atop sticks.  It takes a lot of time management to keep all of them spinning at once; you can't neglect any of them.  If one of them gets neglected, it slows and then falls, smashing to pieces.  While the person it busy cleaning up the mess, the next thing they know they all start to smash to the ground.  It's a juggling act but it is a very possible juggling act.

It's been a hard juggling act for the past six years, but I've done it.  And I'm letting out a huge sigh of relief here...

No Homework!

Squeaks said a new word today.  Usually I'd be jumping with joy but today it made me sad.  She said homework.

This morning I sat grabbed my books and went to the kitchen table.  Before I could sit down, Squeaks was clawing up my leg screaming, "No!  No homework!" 

Sad, huh?  I've been doing a lot of homework lately.  I actually have two math units due tonight and Mav has his surgery shelf exam on Friday.  We've been doing a lot of studying around this house. 

Luckily, there's only six weeks left in the semester.  After that, I am Squeak's for the whole summer. 

And yes, I'm counting down!!

A Good Break

I'm done!  Insert a huge sigh of relief here.  Awww....

Another semester of school is under my belt. 

Wait!  Didn't you know I was enrolled in classes?  Probably not.  But it's true.  Not only am I a busy wife and mamma, I'm a student too.  We do a lot of homework around our house.  Squeaks included.  While Mav and I are reading, Squeaks will find her own book to study.  Education is pretty darn important in our home.

I'm a sophomore.  I'm working on my generals.  This time next year I'll have my associates.  Finally!!  While Mav was working on his undergrad work, I worked.  Someone had to pay the bills.  I took classes here and there.  Once I had Squeaks, I decided it was time to go back to school.  My goal is to get my associates for now.  One day, I want to get my degree in agricultural communications.  I might have to settle on just a communications degree depending on where we settle down though. 

So, what my plans for the next four weeks?  I'm going to do whatever I want!!  Squeaks and I are going to play, a lot.  I hate to admit it but she's been watching an average of two movies a day for the past couple weeks.  But we're going to play!  I'm going to plan a girls night and watch White Christmas, maybe do some fondu.  I'm going to get my hair cut.  Mav is going to take me on a date, sometime.  I'm going to go shopping.  My house will be spotless picked up. 

I'll tell you one thing I will do, savor this special time off over the most wonderful time of the year.  It's going to be a good break.