Man, I am TIRED.
Girl Child decided that 2 am was a fantastic time to wake up today. Therefore, 2 am is when I had my first of many wake up alarms. Too bad I can’t put her in snooze mode.
I’ve been attempting to focus on reading through “Verbal Behavior” but it doesn’t help that I’m on broken sleep. This book reads like stereo instructions. However, it’s an elementary text for this field so I need to get through it in some way. It’s not on audio book so I’m forced to do it the old fashioned way. Although, I’ve never listened to an audio book – this would have been my first.
I put on a pair of pants and shirt today that I haven’t put on since last winter. They both wore like a relaxed fit, which I’m into because they used to be quite snug. Pretty excited about that. I ate a garbage lunch (dino nuggets, fries, yogurt, and hershey’s caramel kisses), so I have to do better with dinner (which shouldn’t be an issue).
I really just want to nap. However, I’m not good at napping. My body just won’t allow it unless it’s literally tapping out of life for that time period. I get anxious about napping on school days. I’m always afraid I’m going to miss my daughter’s bus. It can be like 10 am – nope, still can somehow miss the bus. It’s illogical, I know, but that’s anxiety for you.
I’ve been tossing around the idea of turning my blog in to a book of some sort. I’m kind of stuck on where to start. I feel like I have a lot to say, but I’m unsure of how to structure it and/or where to begin. Do I start with the breakdown and approach it from the mental illness perspective? Do I start with being a parent of children with Autism? Do I write a collection of stories about various pole dancers? I just don’t know. My life is so varied, I’d love to somehow incorporate all three, but that just doesn’t work. I’d love to incorporate research regarding each topic to educate as well, but I feel like I need to zero-in on a topic to run with.
This blog was created after I had a breakdown two years ago. I’ve utilized it as an outlet for myself and, in doing so, have helped others. I’d like to try and do that on a broader scale.
I don’t know. I think I just need someone to say, “Do this thing” and set me on my merry way. I feel like there’s a way to cover both my own struggles with motherhood, but I haven’t quite figured it out yet.
My PhD program technically starts today. However, there are no syllabi available yet. This gives my over-planning personality major anxiety issues. The usual questions are running through my mind: what assignments do we have? what readings are we supposed to do? what do the rubrics look like? how much time do I need to allot to studying and work? how well versed in this particular subject matter do I need to be? etc etc etc.
I’m hoping we get that information soon so I can plan appropriately. I hate getting things at the last minute. I did, however, get a super neat planner. It’s called “Carpe F*cking Diem”. There are so many fucks scattered throughout this planner it makes me smile. I just have to make sure I don’t leave it out at the clinic for the kids to walk by and see.
In other news, I still need a nap. Woof.
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