Cancelled due to 'luv'

St. Valentine's Day - what a crock... It's just a DAY people! Just a typical Wednesday with my REGULARLY SCHEDULED circuit training class... or so I thought.

I was looking forward to another insanely intense workout next week (this week's was brutal - like, thought I was going to pass out kinda brutal) but nooooooooooooooooo.... it's Valentine's Day and people want to skip class to go out to dinner with their significant others and whatnot. BAH! What a rip off! Out of the how ever many there are of us 3 were indifferent to rescheduling, all others in favour and I was opposed because we had signed up for a certain time and I have commitments on the week they want to reschedule to - BAH! BAH, I say to being shafted out of a perfectly good class on a count of a Hallmark holiday and luv!

Well.... luv is ripping me off! I don't want a free gym drop in, I want my class not the other options of classes I can't attend because I have other commitments that night (I'd be in them too if I didn't have things already scheduled..... I keep my commitments)... BAH! Let's rub it in the single girl's face that's she's single AS WELL AS out of shape. Good on ya, St. Valentine. Thanks again for reminding me I haven't a love life.

Missing: Relaxed Maggie

I'm starting to panic. About what? A lot of things. February is traditionally frantic which this year translates into panic.

Since Likalia's home, that means that I am back in my home. The minute I set foot in the door at my home, all the relaxation and good feelings I had vanished and were replaced with frustration and dread. I don't know how much longer I can do this and maintain any semblance of sanity.

The new job was fine this week because I didn't have to do anything since it was exam week for the kiddies. Come Monday, that's going to change and the whirlwind of commitments will begin.

I woke up this morning in a panic about upcoming concerts and trips that the kids aren't ready for and I was trying to think of how to squeeze in extra rehearsals but how I can't because I'm in two places and there isn't any time - period.

The M.Ed. is looming as well. I've been picking away at it but not really getting anywhere. Self directed studies have never worked for me - I'm not motivated enough.

Hanging out last night with people was fun but depressing at the same time. I need a new point of view - preferably from a new living arrangement and if that living arrangement could come with a single man it would be even better. Right now, a giant hole to crawl into will suffice.