Is It Over Yet? Please Tell Me It's Over...

I cannot even begin to tell you how thrilled I'll be when this blasted course is over. No, scratch that. I actually enjoy the course, when I'm listening to my own advice and sticking to a schedule. Most other times, I'm wondering whatever possessed me to throw this particular egg into my basket on top of all the other eggs in there.

I'm about three and a half years into a four year writing course. It's quite well respected and I've learned an enormous amount, but a four year commitment was always going to take the better part of my creative energies. I haven't done much personal writing (well, not counting the blog anyway, LOL) in the last year. And as for other creative outlets - non existent. I'd love to get into sewing or other craftwork but its just not happening at the moment. I still cling to the notion that I'll be able to pick up that kind of thing after Christmas. I hope...

I have 19 more days to finish 7 assignments. Not ideal, but doable. An assignment every couple of days should give me a few days to spare. This kerfuffle is all as a direct result of my own procrastination. I accept total blame for it all, LOL, but it doesn't make the load any easier!

This next few weeks are going to be INSANE.

* Boofah and Miss Moo are both on a school excursion on Monday.

* Tomorrow through till about mid-week I have to take on a lion's share of a math project I'm helping Boofah and couple of his classmates with - that has to be completely finished by Wednesday.

* Thursday is Boofah's 7th birthday which means he gets 'special' cereal in the morning, as well as his choice for dinner. Because his birthday falls on a weekday it will be a home-cooked meal.. The kids also get the choice of either a small party with friends or a family day out. Boofah chose a family day which we'll have the following week when his cousins (and their father/Hub's brother) come for a visit. We're going bowling, then out for a special lunch (takeout) and back home for Boofah's birthday masterpiece cake (a decorated pirate's treasure chest....because we've always promised the kids they can choose their own 'special' cake. And because I thrive on stress!)

* Once a term I let the kids have a lunch order from the school canteen (cafeterias aren't common down here...its either packed lunches (most often) or lunch orders from the canteen - you put your order in at the beginning of the day and the food gets 'delivered' to the classrooms at lunchtime. Lunch orders remain special in our family because once a term (four times a year) is as often as I am comfortable allowing them to have them, and also because 3 kids x $6 a hit means $18...I know some families who do lunch orders once a week! Ouch!) This will happen on Tuesday or Wednesday.

* I hope to have an additional two assignments done and posted by Thursday.

* Also on Thursday I've got my last stint as Boofah's classroom helper for craft time.

* Friday is the last day of term, with early dismissal. Then we all collapse in a state of utter exhaustion. Only it doesn't really end there for me.

* The following Monday (9th) our visitors arrive for a couple of days and we do the celebrating thing for Boofah's birthday.

* I continue to study furiously.

* And wash clothes furiously.

* And pack furiously.

* We leave for a week to visit relatives in the south of the state around the 13th. I'll have to take my course books with me, sigh.

* I go mad the whole week we're away trying to get the last of the assignments done by the deadline (19th).

* I again collapse in utter exhaustion, but when recovered dance a little jig.

* As soon as we return home, I'm out for the day. I'm going shout myself a movie (maybe even two!) in the cinema (one of my favourite pastimes) and revel in the idea that I have no deadlines....for a week or so.

Oh gosh, I can't wait....

Cheers,
Lizzie