Class

Luke told me not to write about this, but I'm going to anyways, because it was funny. We attended a breastfeeding class last night, last 2 1/2 hours....but very informative, I know I learned a lot. But there was one girl in particular, ya know that annoying girl that always asks questions, and ya know they say no question is ever a stupid question...but that is not true, there is a difference between having a question and just not having common sense. This girl, who had apparently already had a baby, so this one was going to be her second ( she pretty much told us her life story) when we were suppose to be just introducing ourselves at the beginning of the class. Anyways, she actually asked "What is a contraction?" As if she had never heard the word before and had never had a child before. I said to Luke...next thing ya know she is gonna ask "What's a baby?" I admit I was overly annoyed and irritated in general by everyone in that class, but that has just been me lately, but this girl did it for me last night. I could not have wanted to get out of there fast enough. It was worth the money, we got a free book and like I said I did lear a lot. But now I think I know why I hated school so much, people and their stupid questions. I think this girl was an acception, but come on really? What is a contraction?
I am really, really struggling at work right now, I am having the worst time staying alert, awake and focused. It's terrible, once again I still keep thinking of cutting back my hours, but then what to sit at home and do nothing there...YES...that does sound more appealing, at least for part of a work day. I don't know what I'm gonna do...the swelling has kind of gotten out of control, because I can't put my feet up at work, and now my hands are pretty swollen, my wedding band is way too tight, I should probably take it off, but I don't like not wearing it. So one more thing this work to worry about and that is meeting with the pediatrician, which I think will be fine, but just one more appointment I have to worry about. Maybe Luke and I can go out to dinner afterwards using is gift card he got for his b-day, that would be nice for a change.