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I get it.

Wow, guys! What a crazy and busy week it was. I am so glad it is over. Last night was so peaceful. The kids fell asleep on me while we were watching TV, and I just thought to myself, "How lucky am I?" I am so lucky and grateful to have my kids. And they love me, faults and all. Unconditionally. As I do, them.

This weekend is going to be pretty quiet. Full of laundry, cleaning, and all things domestic. I wish I could say we we're doing something fun and exciting, but it's hard to do fun and exciting things in dirty underwear, right?! Haha! Tomorrow we are going to the Williams house for Sunday Funday Pizza Night. I just made that up. I'll work on it. 

I met with my advisor again. I have my first 4 semesters mapped out. And, even though I have to take a college prep math course that will not count towards my degree credit hours, after 1 full year, I will be halfway done with the AA portion of my degree. So, though I originally thought this may take me 6-8 years to obtain my Bachelor's (I can only go part time), I'm going to guesstimate 5 now. And I'm definitely okay with that. I'm not going to miss one semester. I'm not taking any time off. It seems so surreal at this point. I'm going to college. I'm actually doing it. And it feels really good. I am pretty darn proud of myself. The only thing that scares the crap out of me is knowing my kids will be 12 and 11 when I finish. Whoa.

Another thing I wanted to discuss on this blog is stress. I have witnessed (with myself as well as with friends) the impact stress can have mentally and physically. It can literally wear you down. It is so important that outside of that stress (whether it be work, parenting, relationship troubles) you find time for yourself. Do something fun. Don't just go about your days like you are on Auto Pilot. Life should be better than that. Don't give up on happiness. We create it ourselves. It took me a long time to see it. But if you're unhappy with how things are - change. One thing at a time. One day at a time. It is possible.

Finally, I get it. Took me long enough.


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Tips for dealing with STRESS 
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