Grades fall, everybody dies

I woke this morning at 0600, hit the snooze alarm a couple of times, and still managed to feel fairly well rested. That was the high point of the morning. Blood sugar was an unusually low 78 this morning, my fantasy baseball team has slipped back to fifth, we barely made it to the P&R this morning, and when I got to work there were two messages from the MA program director at St. Mary's informing me that since I hadn't gotten the work in one time for the Social Studies Methods class, I'd failed it and would therefore be dismissed from the college unless I successfully appealed to the associate dean. Which I'll do, of course. I don't have much of an alternative. I don't want to try and figure out what my chances are with the dean, really - the bottom line is that I can't afford not to keep going since I'm in no position to start repaying my student loans.

I shouldn't be letting it bother me this much, but I'm finding it hard to concentrate on getting any work done. Yay, stress, it makes me scattered and ineffective if I let it. Fortunately I can do the balancing with half my brain tied behind my back. Where's my bungee cords? Where's my duct tape?

Grades fall, everybody dies

I woke this morning at 0600, hit the snooze alarm a couple of times, and still managed to feel fairly well rested. That was the high point of the morning. Blood sugar was an unusually low 78 this morning, my fantasy baseball team has slipped back to fifth, we barely made it to the P&R this morning, and when I got to work there were two messages from the MA program director at St. Mary's informing me that since I hadn't gotten the work in one time for the Social Studies Methods class, I'd failed it and would therefore be dismissed from the college unless I successfully appealed to the associate dean. Which I'll do, of course. I don't have much of an alternative. I don't want to try and figure out what my chances are with the dean, really - the bottom line is that I can't afford not to keep going since I'm in no position to start repaying my student loans.

I shouldn't be letting it bother me this much, but I'm finding it hard to concentrate on getting any work done. Yay, stress, it makes me scattered and ineffective if I let it. Fortunately I can do the balancing with half my brain tied behind my back. Where's my bungee cords? Where's my duct tape?

Givin' up his music, gonna take up religion

Well, not everything sucks this morning. Apparently all the swimming and hiking back & forth to the Caribou was good for a loss of 4+ pounds, which brings me down to 413.6 pounds and a net loss of 9.2 pounds over this cycle of Weight Watchers. I owe it all to FitDay.com, really, although my kids deserve some credit for getting me into the pool every Sunday. I expect next week after the moving party I'll probably be under 410, especially if I can avoid gorging myself at the OMGWTFBBQ 2.0. Tough job, but I think I'm up to it.

Givin' up his music, gonna take up religion

Well, not everything sucks this morning. Apparently all the swimming and hiking back & forth to the Caribou was good for a loss of 4+ pounds, which brings me down to 413.6 pounds and a net loss of 9.2 pounds over this cycle of Weight Watchers. I owe it all to FitDay.com, really, although my kids deserve some credit for getting me into the pool every Sunday. I expect next week after the moving party I'll probably be under 410, especially if I can avoid gorging myself at the OMGWTFBBQ 2.0. Tough job, but I think I'm up to it.