Sociologists who take a symbolic interactionist view would say that I've been having a lot of role conflicts as mother vs student vs volunteer vs procrastinating and getting easily sucked into the web while agonizing over politics and other such stuff.
Perhaps I have an addiction to pressure. Whatever it is, I'm feeling worn out.
This Friday (Valentine's Day) I felt very ill in the morning, but managed to get my daughter to school on time. I was a little late for 8:00 Chemistry. Started to feel better in Pre-Calculus Trigonometry until I got my test back.
Guess the late-night cramming the night before until 1:30 really fried my brain. Sleep deprivation was probably one of the factors for my low grade. So I reviewed my quiz vs my test (a big difference) and noticed a few simple mistakes but errors also because I have honestly not studied enough. I know my potential, and it is way better than that.
Not to duck from a challenge, I guess I better put school on the top of my list. Better turn off the computer and keep it off until my studying is done. Boy this will be hard, but I do actually, like studying. Need to focus...prioritize!
So continuing on with Friday, Started composing letters to the extended family in an effort to glean donations for the National Multiple Sclerosis Society. After realizing I wasn't into it at the moment, I went to Harris Teeter to buy flowers and balloons for the family and friends. Then I went to Hect's to get Dark Godiva Chocolate for the hubby. No luck, all the boxes had mixtures of different chocolate, not what my esteemed sweetheart wanted. By that time it was 2:00 p.m. Racheal would be home in one hour. Do I dare venture out to the mall?
No, hunger overtook me and I made a sandwich. Then I dropped off some carnations to the apartment complex staff. Waited for Rachel's bus at the end of our road for an hour. New substitute bus driver drove very slow and didn't know the route. Wow, that took a while. At least my daughter came home safe.
Ugh, so It's 4:00 already and we need to get ready to go to my mom's friend's place. Haven't seen Judy for quite a while, actually Judy hasn't seen Racheal since she was a baby. I promised Judy I would visit her last week. I let Racheal eat a snack and relax a little before we go, and we leave at 5:00.
Rainy day..traffic is slow. Get to Judy's at 5:45? Visit for a bit, Racheal really digs the neat-o scooter that Judy was allowed to borrow from the MS Society. She also liked playing with the electronic bed that could vibrate and move the head and foot up and down. Wheee... Allright, really let's go Racheal. Daddy is waiting.
Drive home in a panic, haven't had time to get that dark Godiva box. Eric should be home by now-probably starving or eating already and upset I'm not there.
Get home at 7:20 p.m. Everything is all right, calm down, Eric is just glad to see me. Boy did I miss him.
Today (Sat) my husband left for Charlotte again, this time early to avoid the freezing rain. At least he is safe, and I can see him next weekend. (He is working a 6-moth contract there and staying with his mother during the week. We'll see this summer if the rest of us need to move.) I love you Eric. You are the sweetest. Thank you so much for your encouragement and kind words. It means a lot. Happy Valentine's Day indeed.
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