It's all coming down to the wire. I'm past my stress level and the semester has yet to end. Holiday rush festivities and hurriedly studying for a two tests, scheduling for check-offs and preparing for the head-to-toe assessments. I feel like I don't have enough time to feel prepared. Traffic is a nightmare because of all the stupid shoppers. My cat has puked on the comforter twice and in the bed once. The last thing I want to do is a load of bedsheets after a 4 hour class. Ugh! I have a very clear 'no puking on the bed' rule which he clearly has forgotten. We are still in a battle over food. He likes the canned. I prefer the dry. I'm still confused as to why he's had to become even more particular the last two months. I wish my cat wasn't such a stubborn fart. I've had very little time to be creative or have a social life. I watched some football yesterday which was fun but the post game studying that I had planned in my head did not get done. Oh well. So now I am spending my first Saturday off in months meeting a classmate to hash out some notes. I wish I didn't have to study today but given that I work the next two days and we have class on Tuesday this is a better time to do so. Trying to study after work really is not productive for me. There is a small part of me that feels like I'm about to lose it. I feel like I'm in a constant state of panic. Not a good feeling.
I came home to a headless squirrel on my doorstep. Eeek! Poor thing. I'm guessing a neighborhood cat got to it somehow. I didn't freak that much about it. One of it's hind legs was completely detached from it's body as well as the tail. If the head has still been there I probably would have freaked a little. However, it had been a long day and I had already squeezed out some poop from an ostomy bag and emptied pee all day so finding a murdered squirrel wasn't a big deal I guess. I just hope it will be the only one.
Okay, so that's it. Time to chill a bit before the next wave of frustrations hit. Cheers! elizinashe
