I am at school...I should be studying or reading something or writing but I want to post a few scattered thoughts. Maybe after I sling 'em out on the web, I can recollect and move on. Probably not.
I had a meeting this morning with my professor about my internship. It was a struggle to get my husband out of the door. It is test day. ARRGGHH! Panic at theshuberthouse. Chris will do fine on his test. He always does. He is so afraid of failing a test, then failing a course, then getting kicked out of med school and us being hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt with no way to pay it back. I guess it's a reasonable fear, enough to motivate him to study fourteen to sixteen hours a day. He always makes it though. I am not worried. We go through this every test week, which lately has been every two weeks. Mentally exhausting on all three Shuberts. (Brooks stresses too because he doesn't understand why his dad never leaves the office and he doesn't have thumbs so he can't open the door to check on him.)
I was in the office yesterday trying to install the new blinds. Chris improperly measured the window (although I am sure if you asked Chris, then I don't know how to read measurements to properly purchase blinds) so we have to exchange them and try again. As I was at the window, this giant Chihuahua (is that a contradiction?) relieving himself on Brooks' bush outside! Brooks went ballistic and started clawing at the window and barking. Chris and I looked at each other and Chris said, "I think we know why he destroyed the blinds." It wasn't because of panic attacks, it's because there was another dog in his yard, and he was stuck in the house unable to protect it. Not that he would do anything to the giant Chihuahua anyway, but he likes to have options. So maybe Brooks isn't as neurotic as we thought. Nah.
In other Brooks news, he got a bath/shower last night. He was a few days past due on his weekly bath. I made him jump in the tub and I lathered him up. It was really hard for me to rinse all of the soap off, so I turned on the shower. I am not sure if I have ever posted this or not, but Brooks is terrified of moving water, like sprinklers or hose pipes or kitchen sink sprayers. My back is super-sore from trying to keep him in the bathtub. He kept trying to jump out. He weighs ninety pounds and is stronger than I ever will be. By the time I finished bathing him, I was soaked and the entire bathroom was covered in water. I had to wipe down the walls. Sigh.
Last night I cleaned both cars. My husband does not think that it is his responsibility to clean the cars, so I guess that means it is my duty.
I made a C on my methods test, but I did well on my research proposal. I guess I can't have it all.
I think I may get a part-time job to keep my sanity. Now that my internship is over (which I am deeply saddened by) I have WAY too much free time.
4 comments:
I love you. Very much.
I told you the window was 34.5 inches wide, so, don't get a blind wider than that; and that a 34 inch blind would probably work. What did you buy...a 33 inch blind! I didn't tell you that washing the cars was not my responsibility, I told you I did not think it was as important as passing medical school. It doesn't make a whole lot of since to me to ride around in a clean car but kicked out of med school. Besides we can get someone else to clean the car and do a whole lot better job than I can. And lastly, yes you do need to get a job... you bumb. HaHa
You are all great and we are so proud of you both!
Hugs and Kisses!
Love, Mom
Do you know what I think? I think Chris needs to make his own test-day cookies. :p
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