Does It Have To Be This Hard

Why is going back to school at the ripe 'ole age of 34 so hard??? I've moved cities several times to places where I don't know anyone, no home & no job...i consider that way easier than the school thing.

I've started my first full semester and I'm hear to tell you it's going to kick my ass. I won't bore you with all of the details but let's just say finding parking at TX State is enough to put someone behind bars or in the hospital. I now just wear my running clothes in order to get to class on time. I consider this my own personal boot camp...running with a backpack bigger than me and whatever else is needed for rendering.

I also started working last week. I'm doing catering for 34th St. Cafe and I have forgotten how labor intensive this stuff is topped with a non-breathing outfit (totally elevating my sex appeal in this get-up) in this heat...tons of fun. I never knew I could sweat this much. I realize I'm a runner but I'm pretty sure in the past 72 hours I've sweat 1/2 the water out of my body. I think my feet are still pulsating from all of the running around/standing for countless hours over my first weekend of work.

The tough part of all of the above is I don't have any idea how all of these puzzle pieces are going to fit together. I'm exhausted and it's just the 2nd week of school. I managed to get my lazy bum outta bed for my track work-out this morning and my eyes are leaking their so tired. Unfortunately, sleep is one of the first things to go and this is a problem for someone who likes her 8 hours of z's.

My other sad realization for today is I won't be doing a marathon this season. I'll need to downgrade to a half. In a sick & twisted way I'm extremely sad about this but I have to be realistic...it just doesn't fit on my over flowing plate and I really need to relieve myself of some of this pressure.

The Simple Things in Life

I swear the simplest things in life make me soooo happy!!! I love a good night's sleep. I'm not kidding when I call that love. After a great night of sleep I walk around announcing how happy I am for that rest. Last night would be no different. 9 full hours of sleep. I think I was out within a nanosecond of my head hitting the pillow. I woke up this am and thought ahhhh!!!

I won't lie that I'm a complete nerd when it comes down to me and my z's. The challenge of it is I also like to get up early so needless to say I'm usually in the bed with a book by 9pm...and I wonder why I'm single;) Not really but that's a whole 'nother blog.

This summer I came to the oh, so sad realization that sleep a full night of sleep will be few and far between until December 2009...that's when I graduate. The next 2 years are going to be a huge challenge. Some of my projects require me to skip an entire night of sleep i can assure you this is not pretty, not pretty at all.

I apologize in advance (this apology is good for the next 2 years) if I seem a tad cranky. I don't mean it I promise I just don't function well when under less than 8 hours of sleep.