Don't let the pictures fool you.
Beckham screamed the entire walk there and back...
I tripped over Maddox while trying to take a picture of his parachute-- fell to the ground-- on my knees-- camera slamming into a park bench!! I chipped the edge of my lens [the plastic rim is jacked] on my good camera. It looks terrible but it still takes pictures... so I don't know?!
What I thought felt like perfect park-weather was actually muggy-humid-hot-and miserable... and my wheels on the jogger are a little low so I was breathing like I had ran a 5K by the time I made it home.
Ultimately, Maddox loaded himself into the stroller after only 30 minutes of playing-- because he was "thirsty and ready to go home".
[It made for a few cute pictures any how!]
Back home, I had to get ready-- because I had a doctor's appointment before work.
Operation:: Holly-attempts-school-again was in full effect and since I am not 30, I had to get a Menactra vaccine before I could register. [apparently it is a new law]
If I have never mentioned before, I hate shots.
My mouth was sticky and I was light headed before she stuck me... no lie.
I faked her out twice-- asking her to 'hold on a second' so I could take another deep breath.
Trying to decide left arm [since I am right handed] or right arm [since it is my strong arm]...
I went with the right.
The nurse was so sweet and honestly, it didn't hurt that bad.
It did not matter, however, because I had to have it so I could register.
What's a girl to do?!
And I was prepared to do just that post vaccine.
I set timers in my calendar on my phone over the last month.
*When to apply to the school itself.
*To call the school and make sure I had a log in after all of the issues last semester...
and then for yesterday-- the day I could finally register.
Logged in and ready to go, I realized that this "online class" comes with a lab that I have to go to the college to do.
Two days a week, an hour across town.
Lance is off Wednesdays and Thursdays...
but I had to choose Monday-Wednesday or Tuesday-Thursday.
Without childcare, there is just no way.
I was really bummed, but I did what I usually do...
I called my mom.
She is planning on retiring (that's what we are calling it, but frankly she is just quitting) this summer.
So If I wait until next semester, she can keep the boys for me the day that Lance can't.
It will work out.
I just want to get this done.
Maddox starts school in
and that's my time line to finish.
I may take that art appreciation class-- or I may take nothing this semester.
Either way, I am now protected against meningitis.
I have my entire life to figure this all out...
Or 2 1/2 years...
whichever map I decide to be on.
It will all work out.
It always does.