I survived

I survived the first 4 days. It's gonna be a tough 11 weeks. Or is it 12. Whatever. A long term. I have so much homework, it's crazy. I haven't had straight forward assignments in a long time. I'm used to quizzes and tests, and that's it. Now I have worksheets on top of worksheets, plus journals, quizzes, and math problems. Whoohoo.

I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon for a weekend scrapbooking retreat. It's about 2 hours away, and I had ass-I mean Tom burn me a couple of cd's to listen to in the car on the way there and back. I'm not prepared at all. Here is it 11:40 and I haven't packed, my scrapbooking shit is still covered in gymboree bags/clothes ect, and I'm just not ready. I don't even have pics ready. shit. So tomorrow after I take the kiddos to daycare I gotta print pictures off, then try to get atleast the math part of my homework done. Plus I gotta get the house atleast kinda picked up before I go, not to mention get clothes ready for the kids for 2 nights. They are sleeping over at my parents since Tom has to do inventory til about 8pm tomorrow night, then 7am-noon on Saturday. Then he has to go to his grandmas to get the paperwork all done for the big move. Sunday he's doing his LAST bike ride of the year. It's about fucking time is all I can say...

Well hopefully I'll have a nice fun happy update next week, hopefully I won't flunk all of my quizzes (4).....