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School started last week with a bang - I have a lab practical and a lecture test Friday. Considering the class only meeets Fridays....My other class begins Saturday, and then after this semester ends I'll be done doing my "redos". Word of advice. If you major in Biology, decide to go into finance, and then 15 years later decide to go *back to school to follow your first love of science and medicine into being an NP, do it *before your science prereqs expire, mkay? Keee-rist. Good news is, I'll be done after this semester. Well. Unless I decide to apply for the fast track master's program at Rush. Otherwise, yeah. I'm kind of debating whether to defer application until The Boy is a little older. He started 3 year old preschool today, but with everything going on with the DH's job, and etc - it might be a little too much on both of our plates for me to be taking a full courseload. It would also entail some daycare. As it is, he's in Child Development daycare at the college on Fridays when I'm in class. I know it's weird, cause essentially it's the same as his preschool. But it feels...different to me. One of the things I always saw in my head when I thought about having kids was avoiding having them in daycare. It's just my personal feelings, KWIM? So. Yeah. The Daughter is moot, as she is now - Holy Crap - in First Grade. It seems just like yesterday that I couldn't see my feet, and now here she is all 6. But soon I will have to decide when/to where I'm applying. The AAS would be simpler, but it seems weird to go backward to go forward. The pluses of the AAS is I'd be working sooner, and thus be able to find an employer to pay for the ACNP. The minuses are I'd have to work a year before applying, as most schools have the year experience requirement. OTOH, if I applied to a direct entry program, I'd be looking at 18 months where I'd be in classes in the city all day to sit for the NCLEX, and another 18 months to specialize. An indication of how fast track the fast track is - they strongly suggest you not work at all the first 18 months of the program. Yeah. Which appeals to my sense of GET IT DONE NOW, but honestly, the AAS probably fits my family's needs better. We'll see.

Obviously, the thing to do in the midst of the whirlwind (mother, wife, student, housekeeper, retail whore, computer tech, lawn jockey, plumber, fixit queen, part time single parent...) is to then take up a hobby. Riiiigggghhhtt. But I am a glutton for punishment, and I can't sit still. To that end, I've taken up sewing. Honest to God sewing. I used to do cross stitch years ago, but this is with a machine and everything. Strangely, I'm doing OK. I've made 2 dresses without sewing my fingers together. It's a win. I'm * really intrigued by quilting, though. Something about the angles and grids appeals to my sense of OCD and my love of geometry. Yeah. Stay tuned.

Ironically, 3 of my friends have moved in the time since we initially found out we might move. I'm still here. December will mark 2 years. December 4th, to be exact. Ah, there's salt in the wound, eh?

Also? Neil Gaiman is a genius. I knew this but am re-reading American Gods right now, so thought I'd reiterate.

I;d start a revolution, but I don't have time...
My therapist says I'm::
exhausted exhausted
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I never thought a Billy Joel song would describe my life at 36...
My therapist says I'm::
tired tired
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Had a convo with a friend today, made me start thinking of old things.




So yup. Out on the road today, I saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac. A little voice inside my head said, don't look back. You can never look back.
My therapist says I'm::
pensive pensive
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This is pretty much what going back to college feels like 15 years after your first degree. I'm getting another degree because why?


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Should require a 12 step program. I have completely abandoned any other favorite net hangouts in favor of it. Lord. Who knew? What's hysterically funny is the old pics that get dragged up by your friends. My one friend has ALL the blackmail pics up, me in 9th grade, group shots with ex boyfriends, bad bangs and theater costumes, college pics in acid washed denim...good God. She has everything. I found bunches too, and I put up some. I do have a policy though - no ex boyfriend pic unless specifically requested, eh, cause, yanno? Little creepy. So now I have two up, but it's ok because they're my FB friends and approved the shot. And they're both married, so there's that. LOL. I get asked quite often if I speak to this person or that person. Dude. I have No. Idea. Remember, until FB I had no idea what happened to 99% of everyone on there. Anti social much? But it's cool. Maybe I'm feeling all sentimental in my old age. 10 years ago, I'd have been like, hellz naw, why would I want to "reconnect" with anyone? Now, I'm a little like, aww, that's so nice. Plus, it's been so long now that pretty much anyone who had issues has totally let them go, including me. It's cool to see what folks are doing, pics of their kids, what have you. I mean, literally, there's folks from grammar school there. And let's do the math. 1986 to now is how long?

So anyway. Hi. My name's Noel. I'm addicted to Facebook. It's been 35 seconds since I last checked my status.
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Dammit. Like I need another time waster. My friend talked me into signing up last week, and since then, everybody, their brother and their duck is friending me. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I tend to be a recluse (reference "Please Stop Breathing My Air" post from a few years ago) so it isn't like I actually go anywhere where people interact with me otherwise. It's freaky though, it knows who I know. Obviously the algorithm works when you enter your school(s), but it is also finding people I knew in high school but didn't actually *attend the same high school as. Or they're finding me. Also? There's all these widgets and games. Ack!

So anywho. Way more fun than my laundry.

For your daily bit of random, I heard this on the radio today. Next time my spousal unit and I disagree, I think I'm just going to link him. Wouldn't *that be cool? Discussion begins...link appears in midair...you click and walk away.





My therapist says I'm::
geeky geeky
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