So many things packed in one life...

I keep putting off things that are mundane that I must do to live comfortably in my apartment over weekends. But it seems like the beginning of this week my apartment became my pick up, drop off, sleep in, and never live in $600-a-month storage unit. And it is not done being that way yet. Because I still have a lot to do next week.

Today I went to work for my short day (2:30 - 5:30) and got out late because the director forgot she scheduled me only to 5:30. Anyway I peeked in at my schedule for next week and I am now the official afternoon teacher for the Elmo room. YAY. I am a teacher it is official! Tell my mom, she will be so proud of me. But this is a double edged sword because not only am I officially inducted, accepted, and loved by staff and students I also work every night, every week from 2:30 until 8.

Except for the days at the end of the month I definitely already requested off. 
Definitely won't be teaching my Elmos those days.

This weekend I'm going to have to totally get with the program though because I need to do a thorough cleaning of my apartment, return the rest of my research books, fill out my Perkin's loan form, apply for some Ohio medical and food benefits because I am poor as shit, complete Dr. Ayana's paper due at the end of the month, and do my case study for my Poli Sci test on Friday. So that I have absolutely nothing to do when I get home from working with the crazy toddlers except for what I want...which is usually sleep. And eating. But mostly sleep.

So that leaves my weekend sleepless. BUT if I do everything this weekend it means my next couple weekends will belong only to myself. And the one class I need to take in Communicable Disease training on the 21st. So that is...that is much nicer to me than worrying about when I am going to have time over the weekend for things if I just do it all right now. Then I can ignore my apartment forever because I am never in it enough for it to get so unbelievably fucked up any more.

And the only reason it is really messy right now is because A.) research material is everywhere, B.) I was/still sort of am sick this week and I have the right to not give a fucking crap, and C.) Even if I don't have the right to not give a fucking crap, I just don't give any shits about the way my apartment looks when people are not going to be in it.

Got my first pay check yesterday, it was 120 or something.
Pretty sure the next from here on out will be around 400 something or other.
That is still meager in reaching my 600 a month rent. So we will see. We will see.
I don't think that I will be renewing this lease, whatever happens next year, this apartment will not be something I commit to again.