Actually, wait – someone did. Someone was wrong.
Caution. Blog post contains serious whining and self-pity. Eye rollers beware.
This semester has been…
Overwhelming. Defeating. Insufferable. Gosh darn it, just downright mean.
And of course, it’s only the beginning of November; which, unfortunately, means the semester is just starting to heat up.
God help me.
A word to the wise: when someone tells you that two graduate classes plus a full-time job is feasible … laugh. And then have them committed, because that person has lost their mind.
Two classes is hard. Two classes is ridiculously hard – and it’s kept me from being available here. Which sucks. And it’s kept me from visiting my new FANTASTIC nephew, Lincoln.
Yup. That’s double-suck. Maybe even quadruple-suck, because Lincoln is just that freakin’ awesome. He was born October 20th and so far, Auntie-hood is awesome.
Did I mention he’s awesome?
(I had to end on a good note, right? Right.)