My Ambien is going to knock me out any minute now. I've had a productive day. Although getting to writing out the Final Exam for my class could have been done earlier than squeezing it in two days before it was scheduled, nonetheless, the exam is ready for a group of panicky students, some really will be panicky. I have never understood the concept of signing up for a class that requires mounds of visual information and not participate hardly a bit, hardly in class. I don't get it, no comprehension. I guess I feel if you are paying for your education, you would want the best for the buck, earn that top grade for the buck because you will be paid bucks for earning top notch. I'm starting to ramble about this, next topic.
I accomplished writing a 76 question/answer final exam ready to be taken on Monday, all done on the school's Canvas website which will make grading so much easier for me. Now if only I can get the assignment papers graded quickly I could wrap up this semester with a pretty bow and turn my work in.I have a week.
Speaking of a week, my biological system is running late. It has been 29 days. For someone who has been disgusted by the constant 25 day inconvenience, I'm feeling a tad concern over the interruption. On the usual biological schedule, I should be finishing up not still waiting for it to make up its mind. All the symptoms are there, just give me a sign so I can stop this nagging thought of "what if I am pregnant?"
I can't get pregnant, my husband had that fixed and there has been no scares for four years. I don't need to be pregnant, I'm in no emotional health to take care of another little one. I just can't be pregnant.
I'm going to bed before I place myself in a frenzy of worry.
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