For Granted and Wee Bit Wednseday

I think a lot of times, people take some of the most basic of luxuries for granted. It's easy to do thanks to that basic nature, but sometimes life reveals those basics to be worth their weight in gold (and gold is at it's highest price ever so that's a lot of change).

There are two things in life that I think many people take for granted. I know I did pretty much my entire life until this last year and a half. Those two things are time and sleep. A year and a half ago, I started my journey to become a teacher. I enrolled at the local university (from which I had already obtained an utterly useless BA in Art) full time in Integrated Language Arts. Somehow a part of me thought it would be the same this time as it was before. Well, it's not. Before, I was 18-22 years old. I was single. I was still financially dependent on my parents (except for maybe the last few quarters). I worked part time, the most hours I worked being about 16/week. I had 2-3 roommates at any given time to share housing costs with. Things are a little different now. I'm almost 27 years old. I'm married. I get no financial assistance from my parents whatsoever. I work full time, third shift. I have a husband, but no additional roommates to share housing costs with.

I once said in an earlier blog that I had recently read the blog I wrote during college and found it comical. Here's why: I spent most of my blog complaining about not having enough free time, being too busy, being tired, and of course, being single. Now, I'm quite glad to legitimately be rid of that last complaint, but regarding the first three - I was full of it. Back then I had ample free time. I had enough time to take naps, watch movies repeatedly, hang out with friends (a lot), be super involved in campus organizations and my church. Somehow, I would sometimes get burned out. What a load of waffle. I don't really have time for any of that now. I miss hanging out with my friends. I get to spend time with Hubby, but not a whole lot really. And sleep...

Sleep might be the most precious commodity at this point in my life. I've always felt that sleep is important, but that rings true now more than ever. I came into work tonight on about 2 1/2 hours of sleep. This has become a regular thing for me, and if you've never experienced that kind of regular sleep deprivation, it sucks. To me, having to force myself to stay awake, whether it be for work, class, observations, homework, whatever, when I'd really rather sleep is one of the most frustrating things ever. What really sucks is my lack of sleep kinda throws off every other aspect of my life. It makes me grouchy which makes me snap at Hubby. It makes me tired (duh) which makes me not want to do things like laundry or dishes which makes our house a wreck (let me be clear about something - I am not the only one that does this stuff. Hubby definitely does his fair share, but he is in the same boat as me - full time student with a full time job). It makes me not hang out with friends because I'm either just too tired and lethargic or I'm actually asleep for a change. It sucks. I hate it.

Right now the deck is totally stacked against me in terms of happiness. It's winter which we've already established that I despise. And right now, I'm right smack dab in the middle of my 3 year journey to teach. I've been at it a year and a half. I'm tired. I'm worn out. I'm losing my fervor for my goal because that goal still feels so far away. I think once I get passed next quarter and FINALLY become a grad student instead of a 6th year senior, that I'll get a little more pep in my step. I hope so.

So why am I telling you this? Well, I wanted to tell someone. Plus, it has a lot to do with why I never update Monday through Thursday. I'm tired and I'm busy. Although I'm off from work, I tend to milk every free moment at home for either sleep, time with Hubby, time to clean, or if I'm lucky, time to just relax.

So now to make up for my pity party, I shall do Wee Bit Wednesday, a couple days late:





{one} how tall are you?5' 3.25" Yeah, I'm the type to add the .25"
{two} besides bills, what do you spend most of your money on?Gas, food, and books.
{three} what are your three favorite websites?Thinkgeek, Etsy, The Oatmeal
{four} what brand of tennis shoes do you prefer?Converse Chuck Taylors and Sketchers
{five} what food can you absolutely not stand to eat?Yogurt. It makes me gag.
{six} How many pairs of jeans do you own?2 and I can't wear either of them currently.
{seven} if you could have any job, what would it be?I'd be Lady Gaga, but less weird about it. Britney Spears but less slutty about it. I guess I'd be Kelly Clarkson or Taylor Swift.
{eight} have you ever ridden in an ambulance?Yep. I hope to never repeat the experience.
{nine} how many pillows do you sleep with?Dos.
{ten} on a scale of 1-5, how organized are you?3ish. I'm organized when I want to be and I have the time.

Sneaky Hate Spiral

Today has been kind of a Sneaky Hate Spiral day. If you do not know what that is, march yourself on over to Hyperbole and a Half right now. I will allow you a moment for research.

Done? Cool. Now, after reading this post, you can go explore all the other awesomeness on that blog.

Anyway, back to my day. Keep in mind that my Sunday and Monday is kind of blurring together into one. The day started off good enough. I woke up shortly after noon having only gotten 3 hours of sleep feeling surprisingly refreshed, rested, and hungry. I suggested to Hubby that we get Jet's Pizza.

Mmmm. Yeah. That's right. Look at that sexy melty cheese. Yeah, baby.

For those of you who do not know what Jet's Pizza is, it's basically manna from heaven. Best. Pizza. Ever. Any day with Jet's Pizza is going to be a good day. The goodness continued as we journeyed on through disk 3 of season 2 of Castle. Great freakin show. Nathan Fillion oozes with awesomeness. Eventually, Hubby decided to go back to bed, and I joined him. After laying there for about an hour and a half, I decided to give up. All this while, my hip feels like there is a knife sticking in it. It's felt like this for the better part of 2 weeks now. I'm not going to the doctor unless it hangs around for another 2 weeks. Why? Because every time I finally do go to the doctor after being ill or in pain for at least a couple weeks, they tell me there's nothing wrong. So I pass the time by going through some old black and white photos I took in college that I might post on here later. Then I rearranged my bookshelf. Then I just sat and stared at my cat for half an hour. I think it made him uncomfortable after a while, because he turned around, so then I was staring at my cat's butt.

Eventually, I decided to give sleep another try. Nothing. I even started counting sheep again. I got to 350 and just gave up. I finally fall asleep at 8. I wake up at 9 grumpy as all get out because my sleep tally for the entire day is 4 hours. I'm already starting to see that it is going to be a Sneaky Hate Spiral day, and every time I think that, I get La Bamba stuck in my head.

I'm packing up all my stuff for work, and I had planned on reading Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows this week before we go see the movie on Friday. Well, I forgot it. Then, throughout my drive to work, my car actually gets colder. Then, I see Hubby as I come through the gate to find out that he, once again, has not packed a lunch, and will therefore probably be spending about $12 to $15 on something that we probably have at home which annoys me to no end. Then I get to work and we have this new giant computer that is the loudest freakin computer ever. Sometimes I can not notice it, but others, it's just annoying. Then, I decide I want a Cherry Coke, so I go to the break room and realize that I forgot my wallet. Then I find out it doesn't matter because the machine with the Cherry Coke is out of order. This prompted a scream. Good thing nobody's here.

It hasn't been all bad, though. Me and my two co-workers have had some interesting conversation about Jack the Ripper, Jeffrey Dahmer, exorcisms, Schoolhouse Rock, Animaniacs, high school gym class and whether lesbian gym teachers make you feel uncomfortable, and athletes foot. Good times.

With that, I will leave you with this.