I haven't been writing because I feel like I have nothing worthy to say. Good to say. Worthy to write about...whatever.
Whatever comes out of my fingers and into the keyboard is going to be posted. Not proof-read. Not "saved for later", as so many of my other posts have been lately. Floating around in the abiss of cyber-space, forever wanting to please but never being given the chance.
I'm back to feeling poopy sometimes. I've been doing some soul-searching and have figured that it comes down to me not feeling like a good person since I'm not taking advantage of any of the time I have to learn things. I just bum around.
So, I've been thinking of taking online courses for school. Slowly. One course at a time which, if done steadily, will land me with a diploma in oh, twelve years.
Oh my f-king gawsh! Why would anyone want to take TWELVE YEARS to earn a diploma?!?!
Well, it's better this way for me. My kids could still come first; I could earn my entire diploma online and only have to arrange babysitting for midterms and exams; I can't afford more than one course at a time (they're around $600 per class and textbook); and, my personal favourite, I'm not planning on actually working outside of my home until my youngest child is much older and independent. In fact, after I get my diploma (assuming I do...) I would plan on working out of my home. For years.
Andddddd all of the words are going out of my head and I'm panicking about life decisions again and this is only my first cup of coffee and I smell poo and I really need to wash the laundry because there's a lot of cleaning to be done before Easter weekend for various reasons.
The And. (get it??)