…is me.

I’m itching to get some good, old quality camera time, but, alas, there is the little problem with all the books and the questions and the projects and the paper-writing. Oh, yeah, and the highlighter fumes. Instead of playing paparazzi to my superstar child, I’m lost in a bad book while he learns to speak by repeating commands at me until I look up, dazed.

“Ma-ma?  Eat!”

“Ma-ma? Na-na!”

“Ma-ma? Book!”

“Ma-ma? Up!”

“Ma-ma! S**t!”

Yeah, it happened. Thankfully, I have sacrafied another book to the gods of lifelong learning and this time have only one more to go.  Firing up iCal and glancing at my schedule (yes, I schedule these things, or I wouldn’t finish), I found I have four chapters to read for each of four nights, then three essays to write each of three days and finally one essay and a summary of my learning for the last day.  So, in eight days or so, I’ll be finished and no one will have to hear about the insanity of taking 12 grad credits in six weeks again.  Happy day for us all, don’t you think?

Speaking of classes, I’m reminded of tuition and that leads me to this: I found out today that the stupid stimulus payment I was going to use to pay for these classes came in signifigantly short of what I expected–apparently because we got that huge adoption tax credit, we don’t get the standard amount.  Boo-hoo.  Poor me.  Oh, well.  I think it’s another stooopid idea, anyway, Mr. Bush.

And just so you know, I won’t let my bitterness about the stimulus payment get me too down.  I’m going to be celebrating the end of the year and end of my classes with a nice giveaway contest–another $20 Amazon gift certificate will be up for grabs.  More info later, though, after all the fumes have cleared.

Until then, Happy Mother’s Day.  I’ll be reading and checking my tracking numbers for the gift I bought myself :)

Tags: classes, Contest, mother’s day, stimulus payment