Running on autopilot...

Ugh.

I'm so incredibly, unbelievably exhausted.

As if raising four demons and working the night shift full time and running a part time home business wasn't enough to make one chronically sleep deprived...

I decided to throw school in there, too...Six credits for a 12 week semester. 'Cuz I just have so much spare time on my hands.

Seriously though...

I have to finish getting my degree. For one, I do not intend to stay a staff nurse my whole life. I want a life. I don't want to have to work nights and weekends and holidays. I want to spend the holidays with my family, not at work. And B, I know there is no way in hell that I will be able to function as a staff nurse when I'm in my 70's. And let's face it, my generation WILL have to work into their 70's (or maybe even 80's). I hold out absolutely no hope that Social Security will be around when I retire. Lastly, this is something I want. I want to be able to say I have Master's degree (although at this point, I'll be ecstatic when I finally get my Bachelor's).

I'm impressed, though. R actually seems to be supporting me in this. He's been understanding that I have to work on studying and assignments. It makes me so happy!

I'm dog-tired. But, I think I said that already...or something to that effect. I'll be glad when this shift is over (2 hours, 26 minutes) and I can go home. I'll be even happier if I can get through this shift without that 32-weeker in L&D coming over here before 7:30am. Then I have 6 nights off. Woo Hoo! Of course, that time will be filled with chasing after a toddler, refereeing fights between siblings, household chores and studying. And with any luck, I can get caught up on all my shows that I've recorded on the DVR but have not had time to watch.

Think I'll go put my feet up. I so hope I don't get that admission. With my luck, it'll come in 15 minutes before change of shift. Pray for me, people...pray for me.