This too shall pass.

Today isn't very fun. I feel so stuck. I'm spinning my wheels and I'm not happy.

I am in my 5th year of college and I'm finishing up my last two classes before I graduate with a degree in Psychology. First of all, I'm embarrassed that I'm graduating in 5 years instead of 4 and with a psychology degree at that. I always feel the need to tell people that I took a semester off and started in chemistry, then environmental science, and THEN psychology. And mostly just to get my dumb ass out of school and get a job. Which is true. I just want to get a job and contribute to society and my household and STOP BEING A HOUSEWIFE. This brings me back to my original statements. I AM SO BORED. Dan encouraged me to quit my job at a post office a while back and I was really excited at the time to be leaving because the job as so draining and it wasn't working with my school schedule. But now that I'm only taking two classes.. I'm just so bored. All my friends have graduated and gotten their "big girl" jobs and I am SO happy for them. At the same time though, it makes me feel so crappy. I'm so bored and I feel so depressed and useless and lazy and so stupid. So stupid. I should have graduated by now. And what's worse is I am not sure what to do to make it better. I don't see being able to get a part time job and be all, "So.. I'm going to quit in 57 days when I graduate and get a real job.." but I'm not sure I can make it 57 more days like this. I have got to do something. I'm just not sure what. I want to get a pay check and punch a time clock and get up in the morning and work during the day and come home and have a feeling of worth.

I hate this trapped feeling.

Money money money money.

MONEY! (Anyone get that?)

Probs not. Aaanyway, Dan and I were watching some show last night called, "Till Debt Do Us Part" and we could NOT believe the crap these people were saying. They didn't know how much they made in a year, they didn't know how much they were spending per month or how much it costs to have a baby (after they'd already had one and were preggers with the 2nd?!). I don't understand how people can do that. I am very thankful to have married a man who puts our financial future first. Sometimes I get annoyed at him going through credit card charges and asking what x, y, and z are and what it qualifies as ("honey, would you say that trip to target was mostly or groceries?") so he can put it in his little mint.com pie chart, but I know he does it because he cares. Granted, I'm kind of like that too, but Dan is much more detail oriented than I am. And I mean really, I'm not even pregnant or want to be pregnant but I have researched how much babies cost (prenatal care-first year) and want to have that much saved before getting pregnant. Sooo.. how do you have one and not know how much they cost? Bitches be crazy.

A day in my life.

Just read Young House Love's "A day in the Life" post and it got me thinking about a day in my life. I want to write this for me to reference when I wonder wtf I do all day. You know? When you get to 9pm and that to-do list keeps getting longer? Here we go, a day in the life of a housewife/student:

7:10 am: Alarm goes off. Dan's alarm doesn't go off until 7:22 so I decide to just kind of lay there until his goes off. It's so hard to be the first one up.
7:22 am: Dan's alarm goes off and that's my cue. I'm up.
7:23 - 8:30 am: Drinking coffee, watching the Today show, making my lunch/Dan's lunch if it's not done already, make Dan's coffee (coffee, packet of sugar free hot chocolate, and a splash of half and half), and make bed.
8:30 am: I start getting ready, it only takes me about 15 minutes to actually get ready, then I'm cleaning up around the house (unloading/reloading dishwasher if that needs to be done, vacuuming if I have enough time, letting the dogs inside, etc).
9:00 am: Leave for school.
9:30 - 10:45am: French.
11:00 - 12:15pm: History.
12:30 - 1:30pm: Make lunch, watch DVR'd shows. Let the dogs out.

1:30 -  2:30pm: General cleaning of the house. Laundry (Dan's, he had 4 loads piled up!), vacuuming, unloading/reloading the dishwasher, cleaning counter tops, dusting (ha, more like removing dog hair from any and all slick/flat surfaces), picking up Dan's side of the couch where he sets his plates/wrappers/to-go cups from the previous day (I don't have the heart to make him do it, he works so hard!) and cleaning the bathrooms (toilets.. ick).

Dan's pile vs. mine. Oof.

Our area rug in the living room. So gorg, but literally needs to be vacuumed daily. Lesson learned.

2:30 - 3:30pm: Daily french homework online. TORTURE. Whoever coded this damn program is hideous. Constantly messing up.

MyFrenchLab. Doesn't that look miserable? Seriously. The worst.

3:30 - 5:20pm: Take a break and watch Friends for a while, read the internet, move laundry etc.
5:20 - 6:30pm: Help mom at the church. We went to sort out weekend lunches for those in need. You know the kids who only get the lunch at school? It's for those kids on the weekend. Really puts things in perspective.
6:30 - 7:30pm: Make dinner (goat cheese and walnuts salad with chicken and dried blueberries) and watch TV with husband who just got home.
- From this point on it's TV with husband or internet reading until 10:30 when I go to bed.
***Things to note: Usually I don't have class until 11am (So I get up at 7:50am instead of 7:20am and try to exercise at between 9-10am and out the door by 10:30am. Aaand then it's all the same.)


So apparently I do a lot of cleaning? And cooking? Maybe I should spend more time doing school school work. But school work blows.. womp womp. I need to get my fanny out of collage. Fo' sho'.

Am I just lazy? Is this anywhere near your day? I suspect those who work full time (and are women, ha) spend their time cleaning on the weekends where I try to work on school stuff and hang out with husband who works overtime WAY TO MUCH. And I do the more time consuming things like mopping. So blessed to be able to focus on school/house and not have to worry about running to work between the two.

Bucket List.

Yeah, I'm so awkward. The only reason I'm putting this up is because maybe one day I'll look back and be like, "Ah, wicked! I did that shit!" (And like no one ever reads this except for me so I'm the only witness to my awkwardness, HUZZAH!) here's hoping.

And also here's the link to the blog I got this idea from: The Kate Mixes and here's the little doohicky that I guess I'm supposed to put up too:

That's supposed to link up to this website but I'm too tarted to know how do that.

Whole 30 Challenge. Day 1.

Started whole 30 today. I'm hungry. That is all.

I made a version of my favorite salad to cheer me up a tish. Few people have asked what's in it/how to make it so I documented it this time. Basically it's a bunch of veggies shredded and put into a bowl. When I'm not doing whole 30 I add feta cheese and dried cranberries. The good kind with added sugar. Ohh the good ole days..

Anyway, this is everything I put in it: 

So that's raspberries (in place of cranberries), pears (I only used one),

broccoli (I used half of what's shown), and the star of the show - brussel sprouts.

Oh except for the chopped almonds that were toasting away. Mmm.. as Rachael Ray says, "Your nose will know when they're done." Ohh yeah.

Anywhoser, then you step over your dawg who is a total ham and wants you to love and feed her and take pictures of how beautiful she is. No such luck dawg. 

Damn it man! Fine. You win this round.

Anyway, after that you will peal the first layer off the brussel sprouts, this isn't really necessary but I do it because they have weird spots on the first leaf. Exibit A:

Then cut the heads off two stalks of broccoli and mandolin those guys. When that's done, start mandolin-ing the sprouts. This part is annoying. Sorry about that. Then you cut your pear into chunks and mandolin that as well. The pear seems to want to stick in clumps so I stop periodically and break it up so I don't have huge globs of pears at the end. Then you're done mandolin-ing! So add the toasted almonds and you're almost done. At least the messiest part is done. Oof. What mess.

I thought that looked kind of boring so I added to chopped raspberries. I guess I'm used to have the pop of color from the delicious cranberries. Oh sweet deliciousness.

But anyway, then you're going to take some preserves or jam or whatever. I used some jam that I got from the farmers market with no added sugar. I was going to use apple sauce because I thought that would be better but no dice; it had a lot of added sugar. Damn you high fructose corn syrup.

You're almost done! Now just whisk that with some olive oil. If you're cool you'll have a super fancy whisk like me.

And then you get this bowl of goodness. Though admittedly not as delicious as when you add sweetened cranberries and feta cheese. But still, not bad.

Today.

Ohh lord today.

6:00 am: Wake up, pour coffee, have two sips before getting dan to help me take the dogs out.
7:00am: Getting dressed for class
7:30am: On the way to class. Morning traffic. Annoying people.
8:00am: Test in Human Sexual Behavior (PSYC 300).
8:45am: Leave classroom feeling defeated.
9:00am: Dan texts me about getting new car insurance. FML.
9:30am: Oophie (grandmother) calls to remind me about taking her to the doctor.. for the 10th time in the past 3 days. Wants to know if I'm awake yet. UHM YES, I HAVE BEEN UP FOR A WHILE NOW.
10:00am: Pay water bill. Paid $150, still owe $62. Bill is in dads name and he doesn't seem to want to transfer it to us.. so I have to go pay in person.. and am often late.
10:20am: Leave to get Oophie for her 11:00am appointment.. she wanted me at her house by 10:30.. the place is literally a 10 minute drive from her house. Or mine.
10:40am: We arrive. And wait. Oophie talks about black people trick or treating (whilst an African American woman sits infront of us). Oophie talks about how large one woman is. Whilst woman is in ear shot. And other larger woman is definitely in ear shot.
11:00am: She gets called back. There is a God.
11:15am: I remember I got a bill for my last appointment, like a week ago, and my insurance should have covered it. So I go ask to speak with someone. And do. And it wasn't cleared up. That reminds me.. I still need to figure this out.. grr.
11:30am: Nurse comes out and explains to me my grandmother is past due for a mamogram and I should probably be keeping up with her doctors appointments seeing as she's too old to do that and doesn't remember when she's had them.
11:45am: Call mom and have to scream at her due to low signal in the OB/GYN's office.. the other patrons so loved that. She tells me to go ahead and make an appointment for Oophie, so I do.
12:00pm: Leave doctors office.
12:05pm: Arrive at bank so Oophie can do something and get me a roll of quarters for the meter (SWEET). She told me it was the next turn like 234545654 times. We made it safely.
12:15pm: Publix to pick up her prescriptions. This take a hot minute because Oophie somehow manages to convince the lady she's Lucy. Le sigh.
12:30pm: Walk Oophie to door, head to psychology study for a point of extra credit.
12:45pm: I am early. FML.
12:50pm: The people get there. Take impossibly boring text where I read paragraphs on a screen with my head on one of those things where your chin rests on one piece and your forehead on another? Made my back hurt. Took an hour.
1:40pm: Leave study, pick up snacks at Russel House. Sugar free Redbull and cashews.
2:00pm: Class. Forgot my notebook. Had to borrow paper. Ran out of paper halfway through lecture. Didn't care. Just stopped taking notes. Trying not to fall asleep.
3:15pm: IMPOSSIBLY LONG CLASS OVER.
3:30pm: Having made it back to the Barnwell building, I prepare for another study for extra credit. I'm early, appointment is at 4. Call mom, get nasty looks at people for being loud I presume. Take the convo to the hall, stick my hand in a cobweb trying to sit down. Le sigh. Convo over.
4:00pm: Take another study. Not as horrible as first. Lady says I did really well on some parts :)
4:40pm: Leave study. Walk to car. Ticket on car. Curse a little bit. Make a U-turn and head to the chiropractors office.
4:50pm: At chiropractors office. Tired. They have an extra sheet of paper work for me to fill out. Yay. Receptionist is mean as usual. Beeyatch.
5:00pm: Massage part of appointment.. ahhh..
5:15pm: Traction, ahhh...
5:30pm: Get called back. Chiropractor says I look "grown up" because I'm in jeans and heels. I don't know weither to be flattered or not? Do I usually look like an awkward tween? Probably. She cranks on my neck. Gunna be sore.
5:50pm: Head home. Dan's texting me wondering where I am.
6:00pm: Home. Take shower, get in jams, pour glass of wine.

AHHHH....

And I did this all in 4 inch heels. Why wear heels? Because my grandmother thinks I'm fat and I was trying to look skinny. I thought I'd have time to run home and change at some point. HA. Shoes in question, totally worth it. They made my jeans go from looking like this:



To this:



Oh what's that? You can't tell the difference? STFU.

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Things to smile about today:

1. Got to see Marcus Lattimore.. hims so cute. What's that? You don't know who he is? FOR SHAME. He is the lovely young man attending my fine university who is up for a Heisman this year. Swoon. He was late to class though. He always is. Think it's because he doesn't want to get dry humped.
2. Coming home to clean crates thanks to the hubs. Idk what I would have done if I had to do that today as well.. well actually I probably would have just done it. But nice that I didn't have to!
3. Didn't wake up to dog poo this morning :)
4. I'm not pregnant :)
5. Massage.. ahhh...
6. Wine... ahhh...
7. Victorias Secret jams and a hubs who makes money so I can buy them. And a part time job so I can buy them.

Annoyed.

Ever have one of those days where you're annoyed for kind of no reason? Yeah that's me. And idk why. And hubs wants to "talk it through" and I just want him to go to bed so I can peruse the internet and think about other things besides ho grumpy I am. Then I think, "Oh god. We're gunna get divorced because I don't want to talk about why I'm grumpy." then I think, "Don't be stupid. That's a dumb reason to get divorce." But then... this book I'm reading for my psychology of marriage class is talking about all the shitty things married couples do to each other and how if you lose touch with your spouse you're doomed. And so then I get to thinking we're doomed.. and then... I get annoyed again. Maybe it's the whole first year of marriage crap where you think about everything too much? Or maybe that's just me.. everyone else just has a blissful sex filled 365 days of marriage after the honeymoon. Idk. UGH.

AND. Is it just me or do men WHINE SO MUCH?! His stomach hurts.. ALL. THE. TIME. And I am so OVER IT.

Vent over.