It is finals week for me, and I am extremely excited to be done with it. I overdid myself this semester and took 14 credits. That's five classes.
This may not sound like much (just two over the average) but for a single-mom with four children and a job this was insanity. Especially since two of those classes were English classes and I was forced to write WAY more than I had time for (I had three essays due this week totaling nearly 20 pages of writing and another 3-4 of pure citations).
Also, I moved.
I moved in with a friend and her partner.
They are the best and gave my children and I a place to stay until I have my feet back under me. The rent is half what I was paying. It's a tight fit for all of us but it's so much better than where the kids and I were at that I couldn't be more grateful.
Next semester I am going to be dropping down to part-time and focusing on working more hours so I can actually afford to live.
I'm also considering going into a technical program... but I have only toyed with that idea, nothing solid.
It's extremely hard being the sole financial supporter of four very fantastic little people. I am happy, that's for sure. Happier than I've been in a very long time, but I am tired.
Always, always, always daydreaming about naps.
I am growing and learning and loving though and I can't complain.
Life moves on and I am satisfied with being where I am.
I will attempt to write more on here now that I will have more time to do so.
As for right now, I have a math final to go take.
Wish me luck!