bitching

So a month ago I found this conest online for free scholarships for moms and dads too. Thought what the hell as theres no way I'm ever getting any degree unless its online and free. Cause I have no time to drive myself to school with four kids and no money for much of anything for myself either. Anyway, I fill out the application. Even had to call my husband to figure out what kind of degree thing I should even go for. This is how out of school I am. When it came to writing the essay part I stopped and saved for later. I had plenty of time. Till april 30th to finish. I started a draft that day when I had a chance here and there. put it away and haven't even looked at it since. Today, now that I have the house back to myself cause eevryone is finally done with their spring breaks I told myself i'm going to do it and get it done finally! I set jake up downstairs with the big living room tv and come up to my bedroom to hide out and get it done. About an hour later and countless, "give me five minutes" to Jake. Not to mention the times i had to get up for something he wanted. I finish. So I hit the submit application button and it brings me back to the first page of the application. Countless obsentities later I hit the back button hoping somehow my essay is still there. Thank God it is. I hit submit again. Again first page of application. I do this a good ten times as i'm really pissed off. I was very proud of myself for finishing. I needed to get up and get to other things around the house today. I was damn proud of my essay. If i could have printed it and tried again later i would have. NOoooo this was in one of theose tiny scroll boxes i can't print. Or if there was a way to print i don't know how. so maybe thats a sign i shouldn't be going to school online anway. I give up I have plenty of other shit to do. I save the screen though. Just flip down the little window hoping maybe later it'll work. I was happy i'd actually applied and wouldn't it be something if i actually won. being my Suffolk application essay a million years ago got me into honors classes. Hey you never know. Then I tried to print three pictures here for my lovely hubbys new computer. After a half an hour I finally find where he put the pics. another half hour and I'm still trying to figure out how to print three small pics on one damn sheet pof photo paper. Before I put my fist through the screen i give up. I'll make my husband do it for me. Maybe i'll let him teach me, later. I go back downstairs to do wash, feed jake lunch, play with jake, feed myself lunch, deep clean the gross, after only three months, beige living room carpet and here I am again. Of course I had to try my application once more before I could blog. Oh yeah yet another reason I was pissed. I wasted my time on this essay instead of getting to blog and then it doesn't work. Insert even more expletives! So I bring up the pretty screen with my carefully thought out and gone through five hundred times essay. Press submit. First screen of the application. Fucking shit!!! At this point I've given up thinking it'll ever work. So no school for me. Fine. I have enough shit to do anyway. I roll the sucky mouse my husband has up here on his computer that i hate around the scree. I watch as the submit button color changes from red to blue every time I roll over it. Why the hell won't you work is coursing through my brain. Click. I hit it again once more for good measure. The screen goes black. Half of it comes back with a Thank you for you application Now if you want more information to help you on your way back to school...... I"m shocked and quite surprised. I need to check my email to make sure theres a confirmation or something and that it was real but I cretainly hope so now that i feel better and that I actually may have accomplished more today than just house work. Of course I'll keep you posted.