Afterall, tomorrow is another day.

How does this keep happening to me?! It feels like I live life for about 4 months but actually a year goes by and the next thing I know it's time for my little boys to go back to school. Another age, new phases of developments and joys and heartaches, new teachers and adjustments, and getting back on a rigid school schedule. We've been blessed this summer to have family time for the boys while I took 1 class 2 days a week so they were entertained and I got some down time, but tomorrow morning I will have a 1st and 5th grader. Yikes.

It always amuses me when Tyler tells me how "old" all of his friends' parents are in his class; you know how kids love to share their mom's ages and anything else they can think of with each other. I'm always the "young mom" of course and Ty loves telling his friends his mom is "only 30". I love him for that. "Only 30." Have I ever mentioned how brilliant he is? I was in the hallway w/ him once last year and a boy a year older than he saw us together and I heard him ask Ty if I was his mom. Ty said yes. The boy told Ty his mom was hot. Ty kinda laughed, he didn't know what to say or do. I do feel about 17 sometimes around most the other moms but I'm very involved and they get to know me and realize I'm just like them--a mother whose heart belongs to her kids and is there with cupcakes I stayed up till 11:00 making the night prior for the same reasons they are there with plates and juice boxes at 2:00 on a Thursday. Soooo, we had our meet-the-teacher days Tues and Wed in the midst of this very trying and stressful week. For some reason, I totally lost a week somewhere inside my own little realm of reality that is my life. Mom came here on Monday and on her way she called me and said something about the boys starting to school Thursday. Of course I thought, God love her, she's confused, they go back *next* Thursday. She said, "I thought they started on the 7th?" and I said yeah, next Thursday, the 7th! (Duh!) She then told me it was Monday, August 4 right now, so wouldn't the 7th then be *this* Thursday?! CRAP. She was, as usual, right. Thankfully, I'd already gotten most everything as far as school supplies go, just had to rush around getting their hair cut and making sure laundry was all caught up and savvy between visits to the elementary and intermediate schools.

If the boys' drama was all I had to worry over as in days past I'd be looking forward to coming home after taking them in the morning and enjoying a coffee and the Today Show while folding clothes and making beds. However, as I've said in a previous post, I have orientation next week for 3 full days and have yet to get my MMR vaccination, which HAS to be done by Wednesday a.m. at 8 sharp you see. My regular doc didn't have it, so they suggested I just hop on over to the Shelby Co Health Dept (aka Hell's Waiting Room) and get one. No problem. I called them, made an appt for this past Tues at 1:30pm thinking I'd be done to go meet mom w/ the boys and go to Evan's school for his teacher meet and greet. WRONG. By 2:30 I asked them how much longer I'd be waiting b/c I had to be somewhere else like, right now, and she informed me it'd be another hour possibly. Um, why did I make an appointment? I left on that note. They didn't have any more appts I could make it to by next week's deadline, so when I get home tomorrow, that is one of about 30 phone calls I have to make to get loose ends tied up before I start classes back Aug 18. :::insert scream here::: I have to find an MMR shot stat. I'm sure I'll find one somewhere, it's just the time factor and time is not on my side these days!

Anyhoo, I've been bombarded w/ other crazy incidents such as that all week long that has left me w/o sleep and feeling really wound up and anxious. I know I'll get it done, I always do, somehow....

I will take photos in the morning of Evan the 1st grader and Tyler the 5th grader and post here as soon as I can. We have a fun weekend planned w/ some friends that will be here so I'll be cleaning house and trying to get organized for the 3 of us to hopefully make a smooth transition back into the school year routine. I was very spoiled having 1 class this summer (which I finished with a 102 average) and my schedule for fall is grueling and I got put in a lab on Tues and Thurs from 3-6pm. What am I going to do w/ my boys you ask? NOT A CLUE. For now, mom will help me here until I can figure something out. I've already cried and begged w/ our nursing director but apparently she has no soul so again, I'll figure it out and get it done. I always do.

In the words of my favorite icon of all times, Scarlett O'Hara, "Afterall, tomorrow is another day." (I've loved her, the movie, the whole nine my entire life, little did I ever know how much my life and Scarlett's would resemble as we grew up and had to face the real world!)