... and I just need to gripe about it for a second to the people who are most likely to understand.
I don't know how I convinced myself that I could handle parenting a toddler, going to law school, working part-time as a research assistant, being a student government delegate, and being involved in various student organizations all at the same time. It now occurs to me that I have thoroughly overestimated myself.
Add to this that my marriage has fallen apart (not because of the above) which means that my husband has decided that he has no responsibility to be supportive of any of the above endeavors, even though it indirectly makes life much better for our son. Of course, he does still have the privilege of living in the same house with me and utilizing me as a maid service -- which is yet another gripe. He's been "looking" for housing for months now and has yet to find anything. Likely because what he's really been doing has been waiting for the right place to just magically appear (which it doesn't because no one who is advertising for roommates wants a kid aorund) rather than being proactive and trying to round up roommates and find his own place.
Okay... done. Off to prop my eyelids open with toothpicks and try to comprehend some of the piles of reading I need to do. I promise that tomorrow I'll be off the "poor me" kick. Just indulging for the evening...
I don't know how I convinced myself that I could handle parenting a toddler, going to law school, working part-time as a research assistant, being a student government delegate, and being involved in various student organizations all at the same time. It now occurs to me that I have thoroughly overestimated myself.

Add to this that my marriage has fallen apart (not because of the above) which means that my husband has decided that he has no responsibility to be supportive of any of the above endeavors, even though it indirectly makes life much better for our son. Of course, he does still have the privilege of living in the same house with me and utilizing me as a maid service -- which is yet another gripe. He's been "looking" for housing for months now and has yet to find anything. Likely because what he's really been doing has been waiting for the right place to just magically appear (which it doesn't because no one who is advertising for roommates wants a kid aorund) rather than being proactive and trying to round up roommates and find his own place.
Okay... done. Off to prop my eyelids open with toothpicks and try to comprehend some of the piles of reading I need to do. I promise that tomorrow I'll be off the "poor me" kick. Just indulging for the evening...