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OK, you get the point.  I'm telling ya, thank God for pinterest, or else I would show up to work wearing pajama pants everyday and a day old t-shirt.  I daily search for work outfit ideas.  Then I go to my closet and stare, and grab three things I never thought to pair, and Whoola! a cute outfit that disguises the insanity going on inside.

I have also finally learned how to style the short short hair that I'm now donning.

I'm excited to be busy, however, I feel like I have not been able to catch my breath.  When I do sit down and play video games on a "forced" break, I find myself feeling guilty.  Then I approach work again with the frazzled look of a cat that just got dunked in cold water.

This stress finally got the better of me this past weekend.  I caught the flu.  I mean the full blown flu with fever chills and all.  I took a bath to try to wash the ick away, and I had to call in the hubby to test the water for me.  I couldn't tell if the water was hot or cold.  I was sitting in a tub of undetectable temperature.  For all I knew, I could have been roasting off my patootie.  (yes I work with kids now, which is forcing me to clean up my language.....this blows)

Luckily with meds and amazing people at work to cover my classes, I was able to be on the mend.  Coming back from delirium I found even more work piled up for me to conquer.  One day at a time sista'. <---ok now that sounds stupid.