I still have 2 short stories to work on for one of my classes. I still have one last book to read. My last day of class is Tuesday. And Tuesday can't come fast enough.
This semester. Kicked. My. Butt.
I purposely missed registration for next semester. I'm only 4 classes away from graduating with an MFA. But I'm going to take a semester off. I'm trying to tell myself that I'm not quitting or dropping out. I just need the break. I know that I'm too close not to finish. There are just other things going on that need my attention.
Yesterday, we took The Boy to see another developmental pediatrician - we're trying to get another evaluation done. And start the headache of the medicaid waiver. The doctor also asked if The Boy is on medication. He isn't. I know it's a conversation we may need to have. But that's for a whole other blog post.
Do you know there are only 15 days until Christmas Eve? We haven't put a tree. Waiting until next weekend for that. We just started our holiday shopping. Will I send out cards? I'm still undecided. But even if I don't send out cards, it's not that I don't like you. I just didn't have time this year.
I don't know about you but we LOVE watching Charlie Brown's Christmas.
"I think there must be something wrong with me, Linus. Christmas is coming, but I'm not happy. I don't feel the way I'm supposed to feel." ~ Charlie Brown
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