I haven't written on here in a while (as you know), and interestingly the thing that prompted me to return was the theme of my last entry as well.
My life has become unbelievably busy, with January heralding the beginning of my university year. Somehow when I was 19 I attended university full-time and worked in a restaurant at night part time only. Now I attend University full time (a BA in 3 years), look after Starbucks part time, work part time (18 hours) and try to run our house and enjoy my husband. I am seriously behind in my studying and have my first essay due on Monday- Social work law :(
I have been working on it every night after Starbucks has gone to bed (no matter how stressed I am determined that this degree will not impact on her) until late. I also have a cold, and I am pregnant again. Making me very tired and unable to take anything for the cold.
So this afternoon I got some time off work and came home to do my essay, but the happiest part of my day has been cleaning the bathroom, and cooking a lasagne for my family to eat together tonight. I am amazed, but this does really make me happier. Stuff the degree, the powerful shirt wearing social worker who kicks poverty's butt. I want to be a wife and mum first.
