Did I bite off more than I can chew?

I think I might have. And it took me today to realize it when I cried over a Business Finance problem that I couldn't solve in the past two days. My two-year-old Katie came up to me and said "It's okay Mama! Don't be sad." Then it dawned on me that I might have bit off more than I can chew.

Then again, I did start working again this week so I'm sure that has something to do with it. I can't stay up past midnight working on my homework anymore since I need to wake up at 5:45 a.m. With school, work, the kids, the holidays, and finals coming up I feel that I've outdone myself.

Something has to give and unfortunately it has been my house and working out. I feel from looking on the outside my house looks beautiful. But I have this dirty little secret of chaos inside. Dust piled to the ceiling, food caked onto the kitchen floor, spoiled food in the refrigerator, toys covering our family room floor.

Then there's me; I jumped on the scale and saw that I still didn't break the 150s. Why am I stuck here? Why is it so much harder to get a run in with 2 children? I don't remember it being this hard losing the pregnancy weight with Katie. What's going on here? I hate the fact that I wear yoga pants most days of the week. I'm getting depressed. I need to start focusing on me.

And I can finally say I hate school! I hate the fact that I never went to school when I was in my early twenties. I hate that I do homework when I feel that I should be doing a fun art project with Katie. I can't wait for this semester to be over with so I can live my life. I can't wait to get my diploma in August. I can't wait to start feeling good about myself!