Some people just don't get it

So... I haven't blogged in... aw forever but Atlas is out of town and as I vented to him via texted I realized he just doesn't get it... When the response to " I am so overwhelmed I don't know what to do" is " I will help. When I can." I gave up the hope that he actually understood where I was coming from. Any fulltime mother, and fulltime worker understands sometimes you just need a break. I am taking 25 credits this semester... did i mention that? Am I insane? No, it was an accident and after it was paid for its either do it or eat the 3800$.

Next up is my live in grandmother who god bless her helps witht he kids while I spend tuesday and thursday at clinicals that are 2 hour drive away from the house... yes 4 hour commute a day twice a week but she is kinda driving me nuts. Sometimes its worse than having another small child. At least I can beat the child right... okay maybe not entirely true but you get the point. A good example of how my day went, get up unload dishwasher, reload start, go to laundry room, move clothes from washer to dryer load washer start. Wake up daughter, dress her pack her lunch. Get dressed myself, pack my things for school, check daughters bag for school, forget breakfast, make toast, drive daughter to preshcool, walk her in, drive myself 40 minutes to school, park 1 mile from my class, catch a commuter bus to the main campus and then go to a 50 minute class. Yes 50 minutes. leave class, catch another communter bus back to my car, drive 40 minutes home, get home, make lunch for son and I. Start homework. Go pick u daughter at preschool, go to rite aid to get meds for grandmother, go to grocery store for finishing touches for dinner, return home, vaccuum livingroom, bedroom, and kitchen, finish homework, start dinner, make everyone's plate including grandmother, clean up dinner, my plate in sink kids plates scrapped adn in sink, put away left overs and I look over and grandmother's plate is still sitting on the table, she is outside on her phone. When she comes in, I am in the landry room folding cloths, "I'm done" she says and goes into her room. So what do I do? Walk her clean cloths into her room, take my laundry into my room and leave her plate fork knife and glass sit on the clean table... Excuse me... but I am beat!

Here's the other thing on my mind... My mother just got home from vacation in Flordia... My uncle and aunt returned last week from the Bahamas... I don't want to hear about your vacation... I have not had a vacation since I joined my job 7 years ago... Atlas and I make six figures but can't find the time to get away on a decent vacation... Maybe he just isn't trying...

I feel lost...