close to crackin'...

the weeks that Jesse has been gone this summer,

I've handled the stresses of being alone quite well.

I think.

The dogs and I have bonded...

we have walked for at least 45 minutes most days....

Sam and I cuddle...

I've worked 30+ hours/week...

I've kept a house, my sanity, and even losing some weight.

Where I've lost it is with the college of nursing.

While my mom was here for my Aunt Pat's funeral, the college of nursing decided to change my schedule for the third time. Infuriating. It is a really really long story which would be to confusing to share, but I will say is that the outcome was not in my favor. I had to change my statistics class and recitation, take two days of clinical that aren't what I signed up for initially in early May and again two weeks ago. Yesterday morning, I was forced to have clinical and statistics on the same days. That would be 12+ hours at school twice a week. 

"geez, Becky why are you so upset"... 

I just am.