Chainsaws and Sleep Deprivation

So I'm sitting here contemplating and trying to type but my hands are apparently too lazy to move far enough to reach all the right keys. I spent most of the night sitting up with Ryan. Listening to his chest whistle as he slept. You'd think after two years, I'd relax knowing he will come in and wake me if it gets too bad. Somehow he makes it through.
So weird - allergic to all the things that I love and feel like home to me. Horses, autumn leaves, dust, hay... oh and uh, peanut butter! How did I even birth this child?! I still think it'd make a great genetics study.
And speaking of studying. I really need to get my crap together. I'm 0 for 3 on my classes this semester. First I missed the first online classes b/c I forgot. Then I forgot about my online exams and squeezed one in in a hurry only to bomb it big time. The other one I completely missed. We'll see if the instructor will have pity on me and repost it. Maybe. Not that I deserve it. I just totally dropped the ball.
I think I need a minute to refocus. I get so caught up in the tasks I have to perform everyday that I never step out of the routine. I can feel that I'm becoming really inefficient. But, I haven't had time to look at where I'm screwing up.
Maybe I'll think about that while I'm rockin' out on the elliptical at lunch. Maybe I can syphon some energy from the gym.
See even my post is scatter-brained! Soooo... I'm thinkin' I probably shouldn't use that chainsaw to cut down all the trees like Ryan suggested this morning.