Taking a moment from madly studying for mid-terms (doing not so well on the one grade I got back), to bitch a little.  Thom's son was having hissy fits, so they went to cuddle for a bit before bedtime.  That was two hours ago.  Both have gone to sleep, leaving me no place to sleep.  Studying, school, plus working and I get to sleep on the floor?  The child hasn't bathed yet today either, so is rather stinky.  Kicking him out of the bed at this point is moot, I can't sleep there unless I change the sheets, and waking Thom up when he has to get up at 2:30 am doesn't seem fair just because his son is being bitchy.  I am feeling a major temper tantrum coming on.  I've already had to leave my house to study at all (because no one will be quiet long enough for me to concentrate).  I can't manage school with all this.  And I need to, I just need to get it done with. 

So now what?

Yes, I know that I haven't posted on here in quite some time but I am logging on and reading things.  I'm just not commenting much.  I feel as if I have shut my brain off for the summer, and as I gear back up for school to start in two weeks I think my brain might...might be coming back on-line.  In more ways than one. 

It's been terribly hectic this past month.  Not only has Thom moved in, but his kids are with him during the school week and I have mine from Saturday night 'til Tuesday/Wednesday.  So for half of the week there are five kids running around.  Oy!  To top it off, this week the two youngest decided that the school offers a music program and that they both want to learn the violin.  Of course they are not the same size and cannot play the same instrument.  No.  That would be too easy.  The youngest also has to continue her piano practice, and still figure out how to fit in violin practices and homework daily.  The middle child, manages both (but she plays cello), and has joined the cross-country team.  The same child who the doctors have said needs to drink Ensure drinks daily to try and gain some weight as she hasn't gained any in the past two years.  Eleven years old, 59 pounds, and still stuck in a booster seat.  Her nine year old sister is larger than she is.  Yeah.  Let's have the small child run several miles a day on top of it all.  (But she really loves running, so I couldn't say no.)

Work has picked up with the return of children to school.  Mothers keep stopping by in the mornings after dropping the kids off at school for their morning coffee fix.  And stop by again after school so that they can be awake enough to deal with the return of their children.  Fine by me, tips per hour are increasing and hours are too.  I just don't want to work 30+ hours a week and be in school full-time as well.  Twenty is fine, gives me benefits and shouldn't kill me.  Let my homework do that for me, the last in the series of organic chemistry and the middle of the bio-sci series.  Those....promise to be very difficult.  And thanks to a couple of grants from the university, I have to keep my g.p.a. up so that I don't loose them.  With the tution hikes I can't afford school otherwise.

So life is becoming stressful again, but I think that is how my life mostly functions. 

Did I mention the lice outbreak?  Hmmm, I don't like them and my youngest seems to have an affinity for them.  Or vice-versa.  Managed to get everyone else here clean, and still trying to deal with the mountian of laundry that this has generated, but I think she's picking them up from my ex's house.  Not that I'm surprised, really.  My ex does not tend to very on top of cleaning things, and while my mom lives there and does clean, my ex does not...well...care about things like clean laundry.  So still trying to get everything in order before school starts, and while Thom has found a job (within walking distance of the apartment), it's back to the 4 am shift.  Which means that he's back here by noon...which is when I start working.  Or when school starts, when I get off school and then head to work.  I'll probably see him for an hour or so during most days, and really look forward to his days off.  But that's okay, at least he's here.

Signing off to go play with laundry some more..*sigh*...and finish the dishes.  If I have any energy left I'll tackle another chapter of o-chem that I'm trying to review before school starts.