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In seven months I dealt with the loss of my unborn son, the death of my alcoholic mother, losing financial independence, going back to school, and having my husband of two years tell me he wanted a divorce. So this, dear readers, is what comes from all of that.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Where are you, Mr. Mom?


Do you sometimes feel like everything is being pushed on you at once? I'm at my whits end- so it feels- and I've passed the "pulling out my hair" stage earlier this morning. What I don't understand is how people manage to remain so calm and collected while doing a million things at once.

Here I am running all obstacles of life at full speed. I wake up, get my son ready for daycare, drop him off, run back to the house and shower, go to work, work a 7 or 8 hour shift, then run straight to school for 3 or 4 hours of classes, depending on the night. When I get home at 9 pm, I do laundry, catch up on the huge mess I left behind that morning, study some, eat, then go to bed by 11.

On top off all this, I have NUMEROUS doctor's appointments to schedule, cancel, and show up for. This month, for example, I have 7 appointments currently scheduled. That's INSANE. Not to mention, paying the bills-- which is chaotic and stressful in itself. I hate bills which has in turn made me hate mail. No mail is GOOD mail.



So, I've come to the conclusion that I can't get everything done in one day. It'll just have to wait until tomorrow. But I go to bed thinking of lists of things to do for the next day- so a full nights rest is never something I can come by easily. ::deep breaths::

If there were anyway that I could have married Mr. Mom, life would be great. But really, what man wants to take care of all the chores, bills, and responsibility? "That's a woman's job" as my husband would say.


I'm going to bed now. I've got 2 appointments tomorrow, plus 8 hours of work, PLUS a class tomorrow evening.

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