Just breathe

So...in case you haven't read between the lines....or haven't read the lines themselves...

school is killing me.

It's been especially tough this past week or so, when I've...

-had so much I wanted to do and just haven't been able to do it all-

-been trying like crazy to play catch up with all things school-

-been pretty upset with myself, realizing that it's my own fault that I have to play catch up-

Seriously, part of me feels like I should have been working insanely hard to do a better job of keeping up with all aspects of my life.

But then the other part of me reminds me that working any harder could have easily resulted in my death, and possibly the death of a few innocent bystanders. Honestly though, I don't think I'd be happy with myself if I had put any more time into school and taken time away from other things. My life would be way off balance, and I wouldn't be cool with that.

I've been stretched to the breaking point on so many levels, and I'm r.e.a.d.y for it to be over.

And then I remember that it is almost over...

and I decide that I'm just going to...

-have some chips ahoy and milk (baby's favorite snack) before bed-

-wake up early and exercise (you read that right)-

-tackle tomorrow, and then the day after that...and repeat-

-insert positive thought here-