Walking Backwards

Why can't Joe be home all of the time and still get paid? Don't get me wrong, having him here ALL of the time is getting kind of annoying, but his being here this morning was fabulous. I woke up last night around 3 with a migrane and was in so much pain I couldn't get to sleep until 7. Nicholas usually wakes up around 7:30 and I was dreading it. Enter super Joe to the rescue. He swooped off with the baby leaving me in the nice, dark comfort of our room until 11 this morning. When I did get out of bed, I found the baby playing in his room and Joe unloading the dishwasher. He had even made them whole wheat pancakes for breakfast. There was no screaming and everyone seemed to be generally happy. I am nothing short of amazed. Now it is a question of how I can get Joe to do this regularly.


I fear that, yet again, at least one of my classes (if not both) are going to get cancelled this session. I checked the enrollment numbers this morning since open enrollment ended last week and discovered that one of my classes only has 5 people enrolled. I think that a class has to have a minimum of twenty or twenty-five students for it to make. The other class has fifteen people signed up. I won't know until January if the class is cancelled because they still won't have the numbers for late registration until then. I appear to be having some serious bad luck with this re-entry into college thing. I haven't gotten to attend a class for two years now. The distance learning didn't work either with all of the moving and Joe's previous travel schedule. I now regret not taking a full course load whenever I had the opportunity before the baby was born. I guess this is what I get for being a lazy slug before. In my defense, I was working a sixty-hour-a-week job and partying my little tail off.


On the Christmas side of my life, my mother now has me ordering all of her Christmas gifts to my household. I must say that I thought that I was being lazy about ordering everything from the internet. I am in disbelief that my mother cannot do even that. The upside of this extra work is that I get to find out what everyone is getting and make sure that my brother, my husband, and my son get some good stuff that they'll enjoy. She also let me know what she is getting me. I'll have no surprises by the time x-mas rolls around. I need to go over everything and make sure that my shopping is actually done, Joe's family is large and unruly. Don't even get me started on the whole wrapping thing. Bah humbug.