Can I have some cheese with my whine?

I feel as if it has been this long(pictured right) since I was last in school.
If you look closely, I'm the little blonde girl in the white dress.
I've enrolled myself back into school. I'm not sure if that was the wisest thing to do, but my family and friends keep telling me that it is. We'll see how wise it is when I come home, calling all of them crying my eyes out when I feel overwhelmed.
My new backpack is ready with all my new pencils, papers, notebooks and binder.
My teenagers are supporting me and the new chore list is ready with allowance waiting for them at the end of the week. I have post-it notes all over the place to remind me to stay sane and to get things done. I'll be living in my car, having dinner over the phone with my children and crying while doing any homework.
I won't even bother getting ready in the morning because I'll just be ripping my hair out.
Hmm? What's that? Yes, I'd like a little cheese with my whine, thank you.
Yes, I know....with the support of my family and friends, how can any of it go wrong?
Sincerely burning the candles at both ends. I apolgize ahead of time for my persnickity-ness .
I'll stay in touch.