Nervous

I'm starting to get nervous about the TEAS next week. That jumpy sort of nervous where you have a hard time concentrating on anything and little things seem to bug you. I've never really been a fantastic test taker. I always seem to let the time crunch effect me in a negative way. Things that I thought I knew pretty well float out of my head when I'm asked to regurgitate them quickly. Isabella, my acupuncturist, has been helping me with ways to possibly alleviate some of the anxiety. It seems to be helping a little, but not completely.

Maggie is bopping along like usual. She has been really good about leaving me be (for the most part), while I am hidden among my huge stack of books. She keeps herself pretty busy, drawing, playing on the computer or watching Pfiff and Fluff. Sometimes she comes up with elaborate games for herself. Like taking care of her stuffed animals or throwing a birthday party for Hello Kitty. Today she is being rather quiet. Usually that would set off alarm bells in my head, but she is still in my site range, so, I don't feel too nervous. It seems that my room is the most tempting place to perform mischief. She cut her hair, wrote on the fireplace and filled the toilet to overflow in there. And all of this since she turned four. And I thought 18 months was bad. HA!