Blog Archives - A Lesson in Patience
I really should have taken the summer off. :(

I'm taking a biology class and the accompanying lab, a history (1600-present) and, beginning in July, English 102.

I don't care about any of these classes (and I'm a bio major! and I love history!). Maybe it's that my brain isn't capable of handling it in addition everything else - work, baby, adjusting to Theseus being home - especially considering how little sleep I get.

I shouldn't complain about the sleep, really, because it's certainly better than it was... still, I step into the shower exhausted every morning, fight the urge to take a nap after lunch, come home to a hungry baby and a mountain of school work and all I want to do is crawl into bed and pull the covers over my head.

A part of this is me punishing myself for not taking advantage of the two years on active duty at Fort Dix - I had AMPLE time to take classes. I could have finished my first two years of school, no problem. Now my workload is much heavier at this new job... and there's a baby...

Sorry to be so complain-y. I'm also feeling sad that T left this morning. Also it is suddenly a hundred degrees and I wasn't prepared for it. Also I'm hungry and nothing sounds good. This week has been terrible.

- Antiope

This evening, after our guests had left, Austin started screaming/crying uncontrollably, for about 5 minutes or so. After Theseus calmed him down, he said, "Wow, that was the first time he's ever flipped out like that!"


Poor Theseus. He has no idea.

- Antiope

Remember the grand plans I had for our gigantic garden? A big crazy mix of vegetables, all heirloom varieties, being grown in an organic plot. Birds singing, a rainbow overhead.




Ok, I can finally say it here: Theseus is back in the U.S.! This time next week, I'll be kissing his face in Massachusetts.

I know I haven't written much lately; been feeling kind of blue. I'll write up an update tomorrow.

In the meantime, enjoy this photo of Theseus:

- Antiope

And you know? I didn't enjoy it. :(

I really thought going back to work was going to be great. (I haven't had a job since the end of July, so I've had plenty of time to think about it.) And going to school full time is harder than working full time - this is what I keep telling everyone. Turns out I forgot how tiring/frustrating/soul-crushingly-boring work can be.

I'm on active duty orders again, this time in a different unit with a completely different mission. The people I work with are mostly ok - they take care of me but are kind of juvenile - and I'm still really close to home. These are good things.

But I hate being away from the baby and I hate having to rely on the Army for employment. I'm so sick of it; I would get out tomorrow if I could. For the time being, though, I (we) don't have any other options. So I lace up my boots and put a smile on my face.

Being a responsible adult sucks sometimes. :(

- Antiope