35 minutes ago
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Last semester was hard. Really hard. I was trying to figure out what was going on where my health was concerned, running on empty, and trying to do more than usual. I didn't do a very good job with any of the three classes: I was stretched way too thin.
This semester...wow. I wasn't thinking it would be as difficult to deal with as it is. I have Tuesday/Thursday classes only. MWF classes are 50 minutes per class; TTh classes are 75 minutes. I didn't think that the extra 25 minutes would be so much of a difference, but they are. And even worse, the two hours between classes don't help a lot where regaining stamina are concerned. Mostly because I'm supposed to wait an hour before taking anything after my Levothyroxine, and four before taking herbal supplements.
That puts my adrenal support supplement at 10:00, at the earliest. Because I take the thyroid med right after the alarm goes off at 6:00. And the adrenal support supplement is to be taken with a meal (at 7:00, then at lunch), and I often don't get lunch on TTh. So, the days when I need it most, I don't get it.
Yes, I will likely ask for a similar schedule next semester. Four days in a row not at work helps.
No, I will not ask for three classes. Not any time soon, and perhaps not ever again. I have a reason beyond just being unable to keep up. Despite making a bit over $2,000 more per semester, we took a tax hit of a bit more than double that.
Y'see, that bumped us up a tax bracket. And instead of most of the tuition for the kids' school being covered by the EITC (think: unintentional voucher), the tuition is going to come out of our savings for a house outside city limits.
They tax cigarettes to try to change behavior, and get people to stop smoking. By the same logic, an income tax...yeah, I'll leave you to think about that.