Rollin' With the Punches: Mmmm Mmmm Chicken

I bet you'd think this post was going to be about chicken by the title, hate to break it to you, but its not. It's more about the embodiment of a chicken, specifically a chicken with it's head cut off (a little morbid if you ask me). Picture it, me running around like a chicken with its head cut off (don't worry, I still had my head). That has been me for the past few weeks, hence the lack of blogging, or sleeping, or reading, or (insert any action here). Crawling towards spring break is an understatement!

I've been cruising along all semester than all of a sudden WHAM! So long free time! It all began with a snow day. Sounds great, right? Yes it was fantastic and much needed but a definite productivity suck. Not to mention it was the 10th snow day of the semester (tuition money hard at work!). A test I had got moved to the end of the week so everything was peachy (of course, I conveniently forgot I had another test on the same day). Then came the whole process of trying to figure out how to be in two classes at the exact same time (both were mandatory of course). After hours of emailing my teachers and researching how to acquire a time-turner device, one of my teachers decided to cancel skills lab-whew another crisis averted. Class ended up being super awesome, who knew an interdisciplinary healthcare class would be my favorite class this semester? I guess it's not hard to compete with "Nursing Research." Wednesday was when things started to snowball. I had 5 hours of skills lab, two tests to study for (and no time), and I promised a friend I'd go to a basketball game. Of course that is when I should have been a smart and stayed in to study, but the game rocked so I'm over it. Then came the day I never want to relive again…. It started with 4 hours of skills lab (during which I passed out so thats cool), then a random honors college meeting, then a race against the clock to get the Reidster from daycare by 6 (I may or may not have ignored just a few traffic laws) (ps, I got him at 5:59, BOOM), then a trip to halfway to fort smith to drop Reid off turned into a trip basically to Fort Smith, then came the hilariously weird situation of having to have a phone interview for my NSLC job in the parking lot of a gas station (I can hardly drive without getting distracted, much less drive and write). Back to Fayetteville by 8:30, just in time to stay up for hours studying for my two tests. Not happy campers putting it lightly! Needless to say by Friday, I was exhausted, with no time for a nap (it's a rough life, I know). I had the chance to volunteer with one of my favorite organizations that Friday night, rEcess. It's basically a parents night out program for parents who have children with special needs. One of my favorite nights of the month for sure. It always puts it into perspective that, yes, my week may have been colossally sucky, but I brought a lot of that stress on myself. Some people have way more on their plate than they ever could have wanted, but they make it through, and so can I. And if playing with parachutes and trains and dolls doesn't make you happy, then you're crazy.

Before I go try to harness what minimal productivity I have left for the day, here's a little photo recap