Out of My Mind

Yesterday, I signed up to be a member at Seb’s karate academy.  Now we can take the family class together.  I got my uniform,but have to take it back for a bigger size.  The top is tight, but workable on my belly, but the amount of boobage that peeks out just wouldn’t be appropriate, especially since there will be kids in the class.  The men might like it, but too bad for them.

First class is Monday evening.  I’ll let you know how it goes.

I haven’t been around much, but I’m still alive.  The last few weeks have just been incredible hectic.  I feel like I’m either doing homework or driving somewhere.  Seriously.  That’s about all I’ve done for the last two weeks.  So  a little update is in order

School, the thing that takes up most of my time.  Last week was a bitch.  I had a paper (it turned out to be 8 flippin pages! single spaced!) and a group project due for my intro to the profession class and another project for my tech class.  WHile I’m glad my group project is now done and out of the way, it was a pain in the ass.  One of our group members had to drop the class for medical reasons, so the three remaining members had to take over her area of the project.  But it’s done and over with and I won’t have to worry about it later in the semester when I’m trying to study for midterms or anything, so that’s good.  And, I had my period, on top of all that.  I honestly thought the hubby was going to pack up and leave I was being such a crazy bitch.  Sorry, honey.  Love you bunches.

The hubby’s mom is supposed to have her leg amputated today.  She was supposed to have it done last week, but there were problems with her blood, so that had to wait.  I saw her on Sunday and she looks terrible.  I hope she makes it through the surgery.  My FIL is being an idiot about the entire thing, but that’s nothing new.

Most of all, I’m just tired.  The stupid cat drives me crazy in the middle of the night.  I thought I was done with this up two, three times a night thing.  I have decided that the cat has until the end of the summer to shape up or he’s gone.  I’m so tired of the biting and the stalking and having him pounce on my head in the middle of the night because he thinks I should be up since he is.  And he just torments Bubba.  He’ll trap him in the hallway and then jump up on him and bite him when he tries to go past.  I know he’s just a kitten, but my other kitty was never like this.  Honestly, the only reason he’s still here is because we’ve already sunk so much money into the damn thing.

I know there is more, but I’m just so damn tired.  I’ll try and update more later.

Oh, I’m down 14 pounds now.  Woohoo!

That’s how I’m feeling right now.  I’ve only been out of school for 5 years, but it feels like a lot longer since I’m having such a hard time getting back into the swing of things.  It’s not like either of my classes is all that hard, though one is extremely time consuming.  I’m just having a hard time finding that balance between home, family and school.  I hope I can find my groove soon.  If I’m this frustrated with only two classes, how am I going to take three classes in the fall and winter like I had planned on doing?  Ugh.

The other day, Sebastian says to me, "Mom, if the kitty ever gets sick again and has to wear that cone thing on his head, can we set him on the television to see if we can get some more channels?

That kid.  He cracks me up.

I am so frustrated right now.  The financial aid system at WSU stinks.  It is very different than what I had to do at Western.  For as much as I bitched and moaned about some of the stupid stuff that Western did to me, I never had any problems with my financial aid.  Last week, while at Wayne State, I stopped by the financial aid counter to make sure I had done everything I needed to do so that my loans were sure to be dispursed.  They guy looked through my stuff, said it was fine and that it should be dispursed either Monday or Tuesday.  That was Thursday afternoon.  On Friday, I got a letter from nel*net, who is my lender, saying that I hadn’t signed a promissary note.  I signed a Master promissary note nearly a month ago.  On Tuesday, when my loans still hadn’t been dispursed, I called the 1-800 number to nel*net to check on the status of my loan.  They said it had been cancelled by Wayne State the previous Friday.  Um, what?

This, of course, led to a humonguous wait on the phone to try and get through to somebody at WS.  The girl couldn’t figure out why they would have done it and said she was submitting my claim to the supervisors and somebody would get back to me later.  Nobody ever did, so I called back again later that afternoon and the guy I talked to told me that a ton of student’s loans got cancelled for some unknown reason and they were trying to get everything sorted out.  They are hoping to have it taken care of by Thursday, Friday at the latest.

This is so annoying.  And apparently, next semester, they are switching back to the Direct Loans, so I’m sure everything will get screwed up again in the fall.  I don’t know why I’m surprised.  It seems like there is always something to jump up and bite me in the ass. 

So. Frustrating.

We just had the biggest spider ever in our apartment.  And the hubby wasn’t home.  I ended up sucking it up in the vacuum because there was no way I was hopping up on a chair and taking the chance that it might fall on me if I whacked at the ceiling and missed.  Have I mentioned that I am terrified of spiders.  Because I am.  Ever since I watched "Arachnaphobia" then found a spider in the shower with me.  I. Hate. Spiders.  And it’s that time of the year where they are going to be coming out of the woodwoork.  Normally, we spray around all the doors and windows with some spray the hubby got from Home Deot, and it works pretty well.  Now that we have the cat, we can’t really do that any more.  Well, we could, but it would probably kill the cat.  And as much as that cate drives me up the wall, I don’t want to purposely kill him.  Thank goodness he didn’t notice the spider.  He would have gone nuts.  And Sebastian and I had the whole freaking out thing well taken care of, thank you very much.  I’m pretty sure I’m going to have some nasty nightmares about big black spiders tonight.  Yuck.

I walked 16.5 miles this week!  And if weather permits, I’ll probably walk another 4 tomorrow!  I’m finally starting to see some results.  My pants are looser and I’m losing that yucky old muffin top!  Yay for decreasing muffin tops!

I was talking with the hubby last night and told him how I can see why people get addicted to exercising.  Granted, I’m nowhere near being a workout freak, but finally seeing some results is a big motivator.  And I just feel better after I do it.  Yes, I am pretty much hating it the entire time I’m walking, just waiting to be done.  But by the time I get home and take a shower, I really feel good.  The days I don’t do anything, I just feel so blah. 

So I’m going to kick things up a notch.  Instead of walking 3 days a week, now I am aiming for 4-5 times a week.  Who would have thought this lazy bum would actually enjoy walking 16-20 miles a week.  And eating healthy, too.   I do miss my potato chips, though.