Yeah, it turned out work isn't picking up quite as much as I thought. I had a little chat with my boss today and he said we can lower the pucker factor to threat level orange. So that's good. I still had to work on a day off though. Can't get that back. Hours of my life, gone forever. And my baby's life. Precious moments of her rocking back and forth, on the verge of crawling. Her precocious stares where she looks like she could easily be 25 years old instead of 25 minutes.
I was going to make a joke about how I don't really care about all of the stuff I'm missing by working and going to school full time, but the more I think about it, the more I think maybe I do care. But we are choiceless. The extra income we get from my VA benefits is a necessary part of our budget, so I have no choice but to go to school. It's kinda like having a second job, only I don't have to work very hard and at the end I'll have a lot more job opportunities. I guess it's like interning with a mall cop. If interning with a mall cop was something you could put on a resume-ay (I do that instead of the accent mark cuz I don't know how to do the accent mark) without people laughing at you.
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