So, my parents bought a house. After years of trying to convince my dad and various methods of persuasion, he finally agreed to leave the town in which we’ve lived for so long, and to a city/town that isn’t so rural. I was present when my mom was handed the key to their new home–a home that she’d dreamt about since I was little. Did she cry? Of course. Even I found it hard to suppress the tears simply because this is the type of feeling that my parents deserve. They have sacrificed a lot for my siblings and I and I’m not at all pondering the fact that this was done after we moved out. I’m too busy overwhelmed with joy that they are living their dream.

To me, this is a monumental moment as well an inspirational moment because the life that they have, is exactly what I want. I want to purchase my own car, my own home, etc. I want to make my dreams come true as well. I stood by the lake at my parents house and dwelled on this thought long enough to devise a plan on how I can get closer to my dreams. I concocted an aim, a disposition on acheiving such. And it was really quite simple. I know what I’m not doing that has, in a way, hindered my progress with living the life that I truly want to live. Simply put, I am not organized.

When I was little, my mom drilled in my head that “organization is key. It unlocks many doors.”. Now, I didn’t understand where these doors were or how I could obtain these keys but as an adult, I find myself digging through my life trying to recall for the life of me, where I put the spare. I used to be so organized. I was on point with everything. Even after the birth of my daughter, being so young, I was systematic.

Now with two kids, staying organized has become a bit of a challenge. We have structure and stability in our lives but there are a few things that I’ve noticed that will definitely make a lot of difference. I find myself gravitating to all that is convenient. And while gravitating to this convenience, I tend to overlook the cost and the monies that I spend to take advantage of these accessibilities. And this is something that I really need to get a better grip on. I’ve addressed this issue in the past and honestly, I have gotten a bit better at it; but, there is room for improvement.

So, what is my plan?

I’ve made a list, offline of course, just because crossing out things on a list gives me a better feeling of accomplishment. (It’s a mind thing) It seems infinite, but I’m not backing down. Some of the things on my list may seem quite simple, but to me, they are significant. Anything that I can think of that will enhance my quality of life and allow me to reach greater heights, I’m doing it. Point. Blank. Period.

I’ve been trying to get into the habit of blogging on the regular like I used to, but it doesn’t seem like that is working out too well. Life is going. Good and bad things have occurred but as always, I endure and emerge from all of the misfortune. Aside from that, Iyanna, Imari, and I have made it through an entire school year. Looking back, there were moments where I couldn’t recall how I was actually able to wake up and begin the day.

Getting my daughter, niece, and son ready at 6:00 AM dropping them off at school for 8:00-8:30 PM, running errands/cleaning up before I had to go to school, then from school to work, then from work to my residence to prepare them for bed so we could do it all the next morning.

Nevertheless, it was done. I did it and I honestly feel like that is an accomplishment for me. It’s an accomplishment to simply say my daughter didn’t miss ONE day of school even though I have a ton of things going on with me alone. I guess it’s safe to say I’m Superwoman because I’m not believing anything other than that.

The summer is approaching and I’m planning a few vacations—nothing extraordinary like I had originally planned and that’s solely due to the expenses that occurred in regards to my car. My family and I had decided to go to Disney World but when car repairs are almost equivalent to the cost of going to Disney World, you have to choose which one is more important. And well, since Disney World isn’t going anywhere, we’ll embark on that adventure in due time.

School is starting in two weeks and my financial aid is all screwed up—but what else is new? Southern University refuses to make the financial aid process easy for me. It’ll kill them to do so. But, that hasn’t stopped me before. I have 11 classes left to take before I’m throwing up the deuces and I’m looking forward to only having 9 left when the Fall semester gets here. Needless to say, next week is going to be hectic, my classes will most likely be purged, but I WILL NOT miss a class.