I am registered in my very last class of my Psych degree. It is a summer class, which is hard in and of itself because I would much rather be outside.
Its also hard because its only twice a week; leaving 3 days a week to do nothing at all. That’s not true. That leaves 3 days a week to do my homework. But I find that if I have that much time to kill, I procrastinate even more. When I have five classes squished into my schedule, plus all of the appointments, I am able to manage my time even more.
I have only one week left of classes. I was walking to class this morning and I thought to myself I am so done.
In two weeks I will be eligible to apply for my Psych degree, but I just want to be done with it. I do not want to go to the remaining classes. I do not want to do my homework. I don’t want to study for my final exam. I have gone to school for two years – straight through. I have not taken any time off in the summer like most students do. Nope, that’s not like me. I feel I am getting burnt out.
I don’t know if this feeling is coming because I am so close to being done, or if it is because I really am burnt out. Either way, I wish it would go away so that I can finish my two assignments and get my final exam out of the way.
“Do you want to go to British Columbia today?”
That’s how my adventure started. It didn’t seem like such a weird question. I mean I live only a two hour drive from the Alberta-BC border. We could do a day trip to BC and back.
So I packed up Baby and myself and awaited for my friend to come pick us up. Kid decided to stay back with Husband.
We got in the car and immediately asked “where are we going?”
“I dont know. Let’s just go!”
Deal! Besides food for Baby and I, this trip didn’t cost me much. And we had a wonderful time, going to a lake, chasing ducks and enjoying the time away from home.
AND! Since I wasn’t driving I was able to make some considerable progress on the chevron blanket I was working on. 🙂
Now its time to go back to reality…
I have five week of kittens, and I love to sit and watch them learn, explore and play.
Today I was watching my favourite one, Miss Lady Mouse Mcfluffington.
She was the only one by MamaP, the other kittens abducted by my children to be their own personal playthings.
I watched as MamaP lay sleeping and Mouse attacked her tail chomping, biting and licking.
MamaP didn’t move. She didn’t even flinch. I thought to myself cats can sleep through anything.
But then, I realized its more of a Mom thing.
I don’t know how many times I have awoke at 6am to Baby jumping on me, or brushing my hair. To Kid asking me if he can watch television; grunting my permission on a Saturday morning.
I’ve broken up fights, delegated chores, and ensured they kidlets ate breakfast all while barely opening my eyes in the wee hours of the morning when the even the sun won’t wake up.
So yes, sleeping through a kitten playing with her tail is yet just another example of how Moms can multitask while catching up on some missed beauty sleep.