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averygoodun42Well, I bombed the test (I didn't need to take) yesterday. I only got a 90%. Considering I didn't do the last chapter and a half of reading till the night before the test, didn't take any notes and generally didn't study except for a quick review, I think I did pretty well.
But seeing as the lowest graded test gets dropped anyway, I'm not worried about it. I still have my 100% average. ;-)
School is continuing to go well, though I must confess to a certain amount of boredom/inertia that's growing. Mostly because I'm tired and stressed and fighting off something. It's been a stressful last couple of weeks. Part of that is due to school, but mostly it's trying to balance life with school. And Page...
Parenthood is hard, m'kay? I... He's becoming such a sweetheart, but, my goodness, the thoughtless things he does. Ach well.
However, Page is, for once, not the main cause of stress. My group project members (and other apathetic, hyper (college-age) kids) and a couple of recent deaths have added to my emotional load.
My brother-in-law's brother died last week. And, one the one hand, I feel relief, because Matt had been ill for his entire life (cystic fibrosis), and the last few years have been especially fraught with emergency after emergency that he bounced back from. Just last month he seemed to bounce back from a diabetic coma WITH pneumonia... But I guess pneumonia in transplanted lungs isn't such a good thing...
Anyway, I am so sad for BIL's family, including my nieces. Especially my eldest niece, whose 13th birthday was this weekend. "Happy introduction to the worst years of your life, love! Going to your favorite uncle's funeral on your birthday just about sums it up!"
Oh dear. Now I've made myself cry.
*deep breath*
A member of our church also died last week. Same day as Matt, I think. Her service will be on Thursday afternoon. I didn't know her very well, and what I did know didn't give me a very good impression of her. However, she was a dear friend to a lot of my friends, so I grieve for them. And I will go to the memorial service to support them and to honor her life. Because while I might not have liked her all that much for various snobby reasons of my own, she was a good person, and way too young to die.
Good things are around, though. Like, even though I'm coming down with the cold that everyone in the freaking world seems to have, I'm still pretty functional. With only minor brain glitches here and there. (Simple addition, why do you hate me so?)
I'm a part of a new quilting group at church, and one of the members gave me a lovely scrap of fabric that is fomenting in my mind. I'm sure there's an artwork in there, and can't wait to find out what it will look like as soon as I have time to do art again!
Oh, and that reminds me that next semester, I will only have two classes which will result in two full days off per week. So my previous art group and I have tentatively arranged to start meeting again once a week! Yay! I miss them and the arting we do.
My house is tidy. By no means is it clean, but I had a mini fit the other night because the chaos had exceeded my tolerance limit, but I have and have had NO time (or energy) to do any cleaning. Geoff came up, heard me rant, then calmly went about cleaning up the kitchen. When Page came up after the movie finished (ST:V), Geoff and I managed to get him to help clean up his legos that were strewn hither and yon, while we cleaned up other little piles of play. At the end of fifteen minutes, we suddenly had our living room back again! So nice. And that it was returned without a fight is even nicer.
And, at some point today, I am going to go pick up the bulbs I ordered from Page's school fundraiser, so that maybe this weekend I can get all my bulbs in the ground! I sure hope so, anyway. I want spring color, darn it! Hopefully Geoff will be willing to help me out with the digging so that I don't injure my leg any further. (Still need to save up so as to see an osteopath to find out what's really going on.)
And now I should go revise my annotated bibliographies per writing center's adviser's recommendations so that I can choose one to give to the teacher to review tomorrow. And then I'll put a roast in the oven, pick up Geoff and head off to city hall for Page's award ceremony, (and then straight to the library for Cub Scouts (he's getting his first library card! Awwww)).
But seeing as the lowest graded test gets dropped anyway, I'm not worried about it. I still have my 100% average. ;-)
School is continuing to go well, though I must confess to a certain amount of boredom/inertia that's growing. Mostly because I'm tired and stressed and fighting off something. It's been a stressful last couple of weeks. Part of that is due to school, but mostly it's trying to balance life with school. And Page...
Parenthood is hard, m'kay? I... He's becoming such a sweetheart, but, my goodness, the thoughtless things he does. Ach well.
However, Page is, for once, not the main cause of stress. My group project members (and other apathetic, hyper (college-age) kids) and a couple of recent deaths have added to my emotional load.
My brother-in-law's brother died last week. And, one the one hand, I feel relief, because Matt had been ill for his entire life (cystic fibrosis), and the last few years have been especially fraught with emergency after emergency that he bounced back from. Just last month he seemed to bounce back from a diabetic coma WITH pneumonia... But I guess pneumonia in transplanted lungs isn't such a good thing...
Anyway, I am so sad for BIL's family, including my nieces. Especially my eldest niece, whose 13th birthday was this weekend. "Happy introduction to the worst years of your life, love! Going to your favorite uncle's funeral on your birthday just about sums it up!"
Oh dear. Now I've made myself cry.
*deep breath*
A member of our church also died last week. Same day as Matt, I think. Her service will be on Thursday afternoon. I didn't know her very well, and what I did know didn't give me a very good impression of her. However, she was a dear friend to a lot of my friends, so I grieve for them. And I will go to the memorial service to support them and to honor her life. Because while I might not have liked her all that much for various snobby reasons of my own, she was a good person, and way too young to die.
Good things are around, though. Like, even though I'm coming down with the cold that everyone in the freaking world seems to have, I'm still pretty functional. With only minor brain glitches here and there. (Simple addition, why do you hate me so?)
I'm a part of a new quilting group at church, and one of the members gave me a lovely scrap of fabric that is fomenting in my mind. I'm sure there's an artwork in there, and can't wait to find out what it will look like as soon as I have time to do art again!
Oh, and that reminds me that next semester, I will only have two classes which will result in two full days off per week. So my previous art group and I have tentatively arranged to start meeting again once a week! Yay! I miss them and the arting we do.
My house is tidy. By no means is it clean, but I had a mini fit the other night because the chaos had exceeded my tolerance limit, but I have and have had NO time (or energy) to do any cleaning. Geoff came up, heard me rant, then calmly went about cleaning up the kitchen. When Page came up after the movie finished (ST:V), Geoff and I managed to get him to help clean up his legos that were strewn hither and yon, while we cleaned up other little piles of play. At the end of fifteen minutes, we suddenly had our living room back again! So nice. And that it was returned without a fight is even nicer.
And, at some point today, I am going to go pick up the bulbs I ordered from Page's school fundraiser, so that maybe this weekend I can get all my bulbs in the ground! I sure hope so, anyway. I want spring color, darn it! Hopefully Geoff will be willing to help me out with the digging so that I don't injure my leg any further. (Still need to save up so as to see an osteopath to find out what's really going on.)
And now I should go revise my annotated bibliographies per writing center's adviser's recommendations so that I can choose one to give to the teacher to review tomorrow. And then I'll put a roast in the oven, pick up Geoff and head off to city hall for Page's award ceremony, (and then straight to the library for Cub Scouts (he's getting his first library card! Awwww)).
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Date: 2011-11-15 11:38 pm (UTC)On the other hand, Page helped clean up the living room without fussing. There's a moral victory there... at least if he's anything like Little McG.
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Date: 2011-11-16 01:33 am (UTC)90% is NOT bombing the test. And yes, young people are very self-centered, aren't they? This is actually one of my concerns when I think about going back to school. And one of the observations that makes me certain I am definitely getting older.
Be well.