Breakthrough

Well, it’s been over a week since I had my first “Big Girl” breakdown, and I’m here to say that things have definitely turned around! Instead of continuing to feel bad for myself, I decided to reorganize my life. I took my mama’s advice and am waking up early (before the sun) and getting all of my Master’s work done before going into work. Even after taking Indy on a thirty minute walk, I still have time to read the paper and watch a little Martha. Then, when I come home from work, all I have to do is fix dinner (unless it’s already been made… always nice), play with the pup, and read my book. (I’m currently reading “Eat, Pray, Love”) Oh yeah, and visit with my boyfriend—ALWAYS the best part of my day!! Mom’s are always right….

Morning walks:
Such a big boy, he can already walk himself!

Speaking of mom’s, mine had a birthday this weekend. I went home to celebrate with her. She, along with my dad, got to meet my little fur baby. And Indy got to meet more members of the family, Sassy and Joey (Shih Tzu and Yorkie). They were so cute playing with one another!

They look too cute in their bandanas:

So to sum things up, I’m really thankful for my breakdown because in turn, I was able to have a great (and very necessary) breakthrough. Thank you for all of your encouraging comments!

Breaking Down

After this weekend, I can now officially say I’ve entered the real world and am a “Big Girl” now. It’s taken nearly two months, but it finally hit me. Blake thought it would take me about a month before I broke down with all the new changes in my life, but I made it to two months.

It was Friday night and I had just got home from work around 7:30. Blake was leaving to go back home for the weekend and a football game, and I was left working on my Master’s. I started stressing out because I had to work the next day (yes, on a Saturday), and three assignments are due on Tuesday (mind you, I have to work today, Labor Day, also). I started thinking about all the things I have to do, and started crying. It all just hit me like a big rock. I finally broke down. The stress of not getting enough sleep because I’m trying to work on my Master’s after work (when I get home around 7:30), the responsibility of keeping house, not living with my parents anymore, and the new adjustment to paying for everything by myself made me lose it. (Is that everything???) I called my mom telling her I wanted to quit my Master’s. It was too much. I wanted to throw in the towel.

After speaking with my amazing mom, she made me realize it’s all possible. I know it wasn’t her intent, but I also felt guilty and well, honestly, stupid. I mean, come on, how blessed am I? I have my health, I have the most incredible boyfriend of almost three years, an adorable little puppy, I’m renting a house on a golf course, I get to take care of two great toddlers by the beach, my friends are always there for me, and I have the most supportive and understanding parents. There are people out there who are single moms of multiple children, working multiple jobs just trying to get by, who still find time to finish school! I need to stop complaining and get myself together!

My mom helped me figure out that I need to stop sleeping in and watching Martha Stewart. (Instead, I subscribe to her mailing list.) If I wake up early in the morning before going to work (because I don’t go in until mid-morning) and work on my Master’s, I won’t have to do it when I get home. Therefore, when I get home, I will have time to spend with Blake (of course, that’s only if he isn’t studying), play with Indy, cook dinner, and do any other miscellaneous chores or whatnot.

I am determined to make it happen! Things are changing in my life and although it won’t always be easy, there are definitely wonderful things to come.

Have a happy Labor Day everyone. Stay safe!

P.S. I now understand what people mean when they say, “I wish I were still in college.” It’s so true. I couldn’t wait to get out, but now I wish it never ended! Where did the time go?