Overbooked...

Okay, so these last two weeks have been a wee bit crazy in my world. Just to give you all a picture, I work full time nights in ICU at Freeman, I have two teenagers, I sell Scentsy and I'm taking 12 credit hours this semester, all online, 4 of those hours are Pathophysiology. Oh, and did I mention that I technically live in Ozark, which is about 90 miles from here? That's the background, overall most of those facts are no big deal as long as I keep on top of my schedule. The deal breaker and insanity creator currently is my Scentsy business. Every January/February we have a training called Spring Sprint, this year ours is January 28th in Oklahoma City. When they started advertising it I thought; "hey cool, I can swing going to that, should be fun" and I still think it might be. What I wasn't really considering in my thoughts was the fact that January 28th was at the end of the second week of classes for the Spring Semester; which for me is typically a crazy week getting into the swing of the "real" work and assignments after the "get to know you ones" from week 1. Not my brightest moment by any means.
To put it all into perspective, I worked 12 hour shifts last Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights. I then spent most of Sunday waiting for my friend to see if we could figure out what in the world was wrong with the wireless card in my laptop (still don't know, it's currently a very large paperweight, hoping for a call with the answer today), wound up borrowing another friends' netbook to get me through this week, ordered a refurbished netbook off of eBay, hoping it turns up soon... This is all still Sunday by the way. Then drove back to Ozark, did laundry, cooked, cleaned my entire house, did the grocery shopping, took the 16 year old to buy soccer cleats, hung out & played board games with the 13 year old and tried to get a little sleep. Then I came back to Joplin to work 12 hour night shifts Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, trying to make some progress on all of my homework in between shifts, as well as sleep some. Then Friday as soon as I get off of work I'm headed back to Ozark to unpack my work stuff, throw the things I need for Spring Sprint in my bag and head to Oklahoma City for the weekend. Of course if I don't get my homework done, Friday night instead of hanging out and having fun with everyone else I'll be holed up in my hotel room hoping I can get everything done and submitted by midnight. Then all day Saturday we have our trainings, Saturday night is a big dinner, then Sunday we're headed home because of course we have to be back for a big family dinner by 5:30 that night. I'm tired just thinking about everything that has to happen perfectly to make this all work. Sigh...