My, my, the time does fly.

When I started this blog, I meant to update it once a week. That way I could visualize my progress, and use it to spur me on if I hit a slump.

Hah. HAHAHA.

Do you know how much energy it takes to work full time and take 16 college credits? A lot. A real lot. I feel so spread thin. All the defenses I've built against the outside world have absolutely shattered. All the demons I thought I'd exorcised have popped up at one point or another in the past couple of months. I'm exhausted! My idea of a good time has been reduced to staring at a book. Not actually reading it, just staring at the words and knowing I don't have to read them if I don't want to! I don't even have the energy to sing while folding clothes, if you can believe that.

Despite it all, I'm happy. Ecstatic, to be truthful. Look where I am! An ex-drug addict, ex-homeless person, ex-abused girlfriend... I'm going to school! Gonna be someone! That timid religious fanatic turned crazy druggie is now an honest to god responsible citizen!

My grades, by the way, are fabulous. I'm getting a 95% or better in math and biology. English is above a 90% - I'm hoping to work on that with this next paper. I'm really, honestly getting it. Go me!

To be fair, there's no way I could have done this alone. Phil is a saint. Did you know that man wakes up early every morning to make me coffee and warm up my car? He allows the occasional pity party but for the most part I don't need him to say anything. He is what he's always been - my rock. Just knowing he's there, pitching in silently with housework, cooking dinner nearly every night because I've got to focus on homework... I am the luckiest woman alive.

By the way, I thought of a new "slogan" for my business, if I ever start a home birth business. "Changing the world by changing the way we come into it." I'm determined to make a difference, dammit. You'll see!