I feel like I'm ready for a break from life. Well, at least from school anyway. I want to just drop out and become what I was always afraid of becoming: the mother who dropped out of college to have children. I never wanted this... until now. I have been so stressed out lately that the only thing I can do is cry. I don't know how long I'll be able to keep up balancing school, work, and doing all the house-wife duties.
I tried to cope at work by having a creativity outlet:
I was working in the visitor lot just north of the MOA, and I have to hand out little rectangle pieces of paper with tape called "validators" to allow visitors to park there. It looks like a waste of time, but this tree saved me for the first part of my shift.