Well I knew it was coming eventually. With school and work things were bound to line up just right to not leave an extra second. Toss in something unexpected, and another pretty intense experience that was expected in the same week and bam.
First it was school. This semester is very intensive, but overall tolerable. However, throw 4 exams into an 8 day period and things just got real. If I was taking classes like dummy math or ethics or something then they wouldn't be a big deal. Unfortunately it's a pair of anatomy and physiology exams, a biopsychology, and a pathophysiology for good measure. FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.
Work isn't too bad this week, but still taking up a couple days of my time, and they tossed in a staff meeting on a day I usually wouldn't have to be there, and a new employee lunch for being there 90 days. Neither of which are that big of a deal really, except you're really expected to show and by the time you get ready, drive, do the meeting thing, you've just dropped at least 2 hours that you didn't have to begin with.
Then there's the interview to get into nursing school. Pfffff, like that means anything. It's just that my whole decision to go back to school hinges on that one hour. No pressure.
An hour after that interview I have to be at the hospital because Denise is getting 2 vertebrae fused.
Then, just in case that wasn't enough, she wrecked her car, likely totaling it, leaving us with 3925734958734957 other things to take care of in all of our free time this week.
The strange part is, I'm actually kind of enjoying it. I think after the couple years of being mostly useless the excitement and pressure of it all is a little exhilarating. 2 of the tests are already done, both near 100%. Work is half done for the week. Denise wasn't hurt in the wreck, and even though it's a hassle it's insured. It's fun to be under pressure again and to be able to kick the hell out of it.
You can't touch this.
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