Spring Cleaning

I should have taken my girl to daycare today. I wanted so badly to get things done around the house, and she makes it next to impossible to do anything. Ah well. It's too late now. Even as I write this I am eyeballing my kitchen shelves, knowing that when I'm done, I will have a garbage bag full of old "treasures" to throw away. I wouldn't call myself a hoarder, but I sometimes wonder why I keep every single piece of junk that someone gives me. It's like my baby's blankets. Before and right after I had her, people started showering me with baby blankets and stuffed animals, so now, when it time to de-clutter my linen closets and toyboxes, I still have a ton left over, because I feel guilty for giving away peoples presents. 


It's funny that when your just starting out, like I was back in September, people give you the oddest things. Little ornaments, and fake plants, etc. Things I normally would never have bought myself suddenly have become these weird "treasures" in my home. Well, I live in a very tiny appartment and there is absolutly no room for extra treasures anymore. I am starting to feel calastraphobic in my own home, and I must do something before next term begins. I found that this last semester I was easily distracted from my studies to clean and organize constantly. I envy those minimilast homes where there is no clutter anywhere. Never do you see piles of papers, and mail strewn across the clean glass table tops, or hundreds of my little pony's peeking out of every couch cushion. 


I still have boxes that havn't been unpacked in my bedroom closet, and I'm starting to wonder if I really need anything in those boxes. I don't seem to have needed anything in them yet, and I have living here for a good 8 months. I can't wait to get started. It will be like a boulder being lifted off my shoulders to get my place in order. In between school, and working, I havn't had the time or energy to get this imporatnt task done yet.


Oh, by the way. I totally rocked my Management final exam. 93%. Surprised even myself. 

The Real Test

So, as you all know, I have been going to University since Jamuary. This term is almost over and I couldn't be happier. Although I do feel very blessed to have second chance at an education, and I am extremely grateful to my community for supporting me financially, I will admit to you that school is probably the hardest, and tortuous experience I have had. It's hard.

The next two weeks, I will be measured on just how much I have actually learned, and find out how I measure up. I am not afraid. Just relieved to find out, once and for all, if school is my thing. I would LOVE to be able to start working in my chosen feild and skip the whole school thing, but unfortualtly I need a little piece of paper to get the good jobs.

I pray that I do well in my exams and that the desire to learn would once again fill me up, and motivate me to become competitive in the classroom again. I just feel so burnt out right now. Like my energy level is not enough to get my butt to school.

First Final is tomorrow. Computers. I know I am going to ace it. I am a computer wizard. Always have been.

Thursday is my Management Final. I'm a little nervous but feel confident I will pass. Oh Lord. I can't for this to be over. Can;'t wait to have some time off to recooperate, and relax. I have had a very busy 2 1/2 years already, and I'm ready for a break.