Another edition to the WIMTS!

Come join and play at Chief’s for “What I meant to say” on Wednesday’s!!!

 

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This one is more of a what I meant to do rather than meant to say so here goes nothing.

 

What I did over the last week was a whole lot of nothing.

 

I have been fighting a cold and it’s been driving me nuts. I have been trying to rest in between doing all my extra crap for class, trying to keep up with my work, and homework, and of course then being sidetracked by blogging, facebook, myspace, (yes I still have a myspace shocker I know) and of course the girls. So when I looked at my to do list for last week and nothing was marked off I sat there and just stared. 

 

What I meant to do last week was,

1. Be totally caught up on work.
2. Have all my homework caught up.
3. Organize my desk. ( the whole thing including paperwork somehow that always gets left out )

 

Catch the reoccurring theme here?!?!?

Now that another week has gone by. Not only am I still behind on all that but now add the housework on top of that!

 

So now what I’m going to say is,

 

Self,

Get up off your butt and get away from the computer.  It is an evil vortex sucking you in to the inevitable black hole!!! Run from the facebook notifications. Who cares who poked you, commented, wrote, tagged, just run I tell ya, RUN!!

(wait I do care…)

Hey PAY attention!!! You have cleaning to do, homework your neglecting,

(oh crap one more week 20 chapters of homework to catch up *gulp*)

FOCUS!! You have work to do, those bills don’t pay themselves ya know. Now let’s move, move, MOVE!!!

Signed,

Your Inner Major Payne!!

 

So with that said it’s off to class for me only one more week left. Can someone do my homework please??

 

Let’s try this again….

So here I am again.

I’m gonna try this blogging thing one more time. I love to read everyone else’s yet wonder day to day why I can’t ever find something to write. Wait, stop, back up, let me rephrase that. I write almost everyday in a journal, more therapeutic than anything else. However most of the time those things really shouldn’t be aired to the public. People would scream, arrests could be made, Government would cease to exist, countries would fall, ok maybe not that bad but still. Maybe someday I’ll make an anonymous blog and air it that way. That would require though I get the hang of this one.

I’m really trying to get organized, focused, back on track. The last few months have been pretty rough. Life around here has gotten so out of controlled chaos. I personally have never ever been an organized person, yet have tried several times to create order in this life house of mine and have failed miserably. I’m almost done with class, and what a whirlwind of an adventure that has been. I still kick the hubby in the a** butt for convincing me to take it with him. No regrets, although I keep waving my magic wand for my homework to do itself. Hasn’t worked yet but I can hope.

Technology has really bit us in the royal behind in February so I’m really glad that month is finally over. My computer crashed, then my modem bit the dust once the computer was fixed. I tell you internet withdrawals are not much fun. Then for what reason possessed my hubby to touch my phone still eludes me but of course follow suit he drops it and it breaks. Thank heavens for him, after a complete melt down and chewing of that old rear of his, the phone was still under warranty and was replaced for nothing. WHEW. So then to top the month off and go out with a BANG literally. Our pilot in our furnace decided to blow up! Yes I said blow up! So thankful however it was just the pilot and not the whole furnace but waking up to a house at 50 degrees was not a great way to start a day. Especially when I feel this is the coldest winter we have had that I can remember. So my lovely hubby got to leave to go to work and I had to sit here bundled in ten layers of clothes for hours waiting for the repair guy. By the time he got here at 11 am it was close to 40 in the house. Then after a chunk of money handed to him, new part put in, him reassuring me that it didn’t affect any other part of the furnace, I got my heat back. Well finally 4 hours later the house was at least back up to the 60’s and I was back down to two layers or so.

I’m more than happy to say good bye to February may you take all your technology woes with you. As for you March, may you come in like a lion so we can get to the lamb quicker. I’m so tired of winter!!

Glad to be back and hope to keep a semi routine.

My Sis, what was she thinking!

So not only am I embarking on furthering my education and becoming and EMT. My Sis is taking online college classes as well. So in one class she has to give these speeches. Now that isn’t the problem. The problem has been getting 5 adults together at the same times to be able to video tape the speech with 5 adult heads in the picture. Ummm Hello Teacher we all have lives. So it took three days of trying and eventually she did her speech with 5 heads in the shot and mailed it off. Check that off the list.

Then next was her math. They call it beginning algebra. YEAH RIGHT!! I haven’t done that algebra since I was in 8th grade what was she thinking that I could help. So last night we sit down to try and figure it all out. At least she can take the quiz up to three times. The first time she failed, we will see how this go around comes out. So here we sit to grown woman being stumped speechless with just one problem and we have twenty-seven more to go. Going to be a long evening. We racked our brains, wrote out problems till our hands hurt, and eventually resulted to an “educated” guess on a few if that’s what you could call our answers. We submitted the quiz and well, not what she wanted but almost double what she got the first time.

So she then decides to inform me she has a twenty question exam that has to be done by midnight tonight. Plus if she wants to take the quiz over one more time then it has to be tonight too. So I bring home her book to look over and see if I can figure out how to do the problems we missed. I’m sitting here this morning dreading the fact I agreed to come back and help her through it all over again. The plus side I think I figured out what we were doing wrong.

Now I’m definitely sure that when it comes time I need to practice things from my class on someone, she will definitely be the victim. : ) I plan on duct taping her to the back board and everything! HA HA HA Oh the paybacks are going to be endless I’m already sure and we haven’t even started today.

Good thing I decided to write now too, instead of when I returned home with a brain of goo and a slight twitch. *twitch* “Come on girls lets get going.” *twitch* Oh no it’s starting already. *sigh* Oh well the things we do for family.

The chaotic flood gates have opened!

Here I sit attempting to read my assignment from the first night of class....

Yes homework the very first night... and I wanted to do this why?? Suddenly high school flashbacks are zooming through my head. Not like I don’t have enough spinning around in there already. *sigh*

Ohhhh ‘cuz I love my hubby!! That’s right. Three years of begging , wait no, he says he never did. With the hubby’s constant persistence, the adventure has begun.
So two chapters to read from this book, so big and so heavy QueenB and Toughie earlier tonight couldn’t even lift it off the table together.

Really was quite a humorous sight. I sat there giggling to myself as they struggled and grunted because its flopping and twisting on them, why it’s not hardcover who knows, it’s heavy enough why not a little more right? Anyway so all in all it results with the book on the floor, just missing the little toes, and the girls looking at me only to bust out laughing so hard I though Toughie was going to fall over. So I pick up the book to move to the other table so they can then sit to do their puzzles at that one. For some reason just because their chairs are there it’s there table or something. Who knew…

So back to present time. Maybe them high school flashbacks were for a good reason. My study habits are, well shall we say rusty. For example:

• Turn off the TV, oh but NCIS is on….
• Don’t sit by the computer, darn Facebook addiction….
• Turn off the phone, but I have to Tweet, Text, RING!! Answer it! When someone so intent on talking to me has called three times in a row, I tried to ignore, the phone that is not the caller, I think that means it‘s important. Don‘t you?….. It really wasn’t.
  

Wow so much we forget in such a short time, well would 8 yrs be considered a short time, kind of a long time for me I think. Or would that be feel….Oh well. So now I find myself yet again back to the computer but have pulled myself from the glorious Facebook only to revert to my blog. Plus chatting on IM mind you. (Think I got a friend addicted as well OOOPS, to blogging that is or well she will be here shortly *snickering* )

Now the clock is almost at 11. Homework is not done not even close. Dryer stopped hours ago, “hey folding fairy…where did you go?!?!” My bed is calling my name, has been for days.

With tears in my eyes I shall bid you ado, to Facebook, to Twitter, to Computer, and all means of technology and or communication outlets to the outside :) Goodnight!!!!