Blarg...

That's pretty much I feel at the moment but I've made my decision and I'm sticking to it. I'm sort of in nursing school application hell at the moment--trying to figure out what I can do to ensure that my GPA is the highest it can be so I can ensure a slot in the program this spring. So....I dropped Physiology. Blarg. But I was getting a C and no matter what I couldn't bring it up above a C so as it stands now, I'll end up with a GPA of 3.4. If I can boost my Micro grade to an A from a B then I'll have a 3.6 and hopefully (fingers crossed) my app. will be near the top of the pile when it comes time to make admission decisions.

It only puts me back one class slot in one semester so it isn't a huge deal as long as I get into the program for the spring. And since they are only looking at GPA (and in my case, only my GPA post-bachelor's) and reserve the right to accept WSU students with 30 credits hours or more from WSU (even if they have a lower GPA) ahead of transer students like me, I have got to have a high GPA. I was rather disappointed to find out that they won't be taking age, maturity, previous job and/or life experience into consideration when making these decisions but that's how they do it. Anyway, I'll be submitting my application before Thanksgiving so keep your fingers crossed for me. I should know if I'm accepted or not by January 30.

So, this is one of the many things that have been keeping me so busy I don't know if I'm coming or going these days. Last week was terrible for many reasons but now that I dropped Phys. things won't be nearly as bad. Maybe. Well, let's hope not. Because my house has been a mess and there's a mountain of laundry in the basement that needs to be washed and I hardly get to talk to my friends on the phone and I never have time to check email and I hardly see my husband and I am pooped. POOPED, I say. And I was so worn out by school, work and life that the birthday fun-ness I had been anticipating last month was the last thing in the world that I wanted to deal with. Which is a shame b/c I've always thought of 30 as the magic age and the month before my birthday sucked and the day of was pretty good but frankly I did not even have time to celebrate. But 30 is here to stay for a while so let's hope the next 300+ days of it are the magical days I've always hoped for.