Today, I’m 3.5 weeks into the semester, and I’m already over it. It’s a lot of work, and I knew that going in. I overestimated myself; working, doing school and making sure I can focus on bonding with that stinky child of mine.
Today I had a conversation with my friend about how over this semester we really are. Words were said about how I couldn’t see straight anymore (ok. it was a sinus headache. Thanks allergies.) I may have been over-exaggerating a little bit, but really: it’s hard work. We want school to be over and have big girl careers and move on with our lives.
No one said it would be easy. But, I’ve also been doing the Whole30, and let’s be honest: I want a cookie to cope with my stress. It’s only half-way through September…
But I remember how worth it it is and the sense of accomplishment I will feel when the semester is finally over. Ain’t no better feeling. I mean, let’s be real: I got this.
I’m off to research time-management tips instead of finishing an assignment.