This week it's all about...

I am feeling so tierd latey. Really tierd, like can't pick my head up off the pillow- tierd. Like pregnancy tierd ( but not!). Is is the stress, is it school, is it old bad habits, creeping up on me after 18 years? Am I getting sick- my troat does hurt.

I am finally feeling like I know what I am doing in school. Finally. I have a bit of confidence. And I have a drama group for my cultural images class and it is mostly made up of non-traditional students. Hmm. Nice term- non-traditional. Yes, a group of "older" students. The best part is that we are "older" but "wiser". My reading group for the same class is NOT made up of non-traditional students. And well, that group just bugs the hell out of me. Not because they are young- young people have a lot to offer- just not this group.

I always leave class with this heavy feeling in my chest. And today I figured it out. It is loneliness. Walking to and from classes- I do not know anyone. Not a soul. And that is a very lonely feeling for me.

Today is like the end of the week for me. I have 2 classes- 1 in the morning and 1 at night. But then on Friday- nothing, no school, no work. Just me and the little bean, all day long. I am trying to cut back on work so that I get to start off my week that way to. Mondays, me and the bean- I like the sound of that!

As much as I love working at the bookstore, I am having a hard time working, running a household, raising children and going to school at the same time. Oh, and I forgot- being a wife. Because that is really a job too! I mean that in a good way. I am realizing how true that is. I must set aside time for my marriage. I need to be nicer to my husband. Our connection makes the rest of it all so bearable. And when we are functioning as a unit- well we do so much better. Almost 10 years of marriage and I am finally coming to that conclusion.

Tonight is a Jonny Depp night. What a better way to spend a Thurs. night- since Grey's is still a rerun. I borrowed (from a new friend) The Brave and I rented the Libertine. Oh- there is so much to look forward to. Now- If I can just stay awake for it. But it beats the heck out of staying up to continue reading Beowulf!(OK- I secretely admit that I am enjoying Beowulf- afterall I am an English major.)