Long division the mystery of my universe

I know the other day I was so happy because I finally worked out long division.  Unfortunately it was a short lived happiness.  Today I went back to the not knowing what the hell to do and getting so muddled one would have thought that I hadn't learned anything.  Rosie had left me homework so I was ploughing slowly through the sums but not getting anywhere.  She dropped in today and must have wished that she didn't even know me.  We went through the whole process again.  Other than the fact that I just don't get maths, I really think I am dyslexic with numbers.  I transpose the numbers and end up with sums that don't make any sense whatsoever.  I am trying to set out the division better by lining everything up.  If I don't do that I get completely lost.  Let us hope that tomorrow when I go to the class I have not forgotten what I have learned today.  I get the same sinking feeling as I did in high school when I did two to three hours of homework and then on the Monday I would have every sum wrong.  God I feel ill, it is a rotten feeling and I hate it.  I really think I should be rewarded for all my work.  I figure that if I get all my sums wrong in the exam at least I will get something for all the working out.  I am aiming at a number more than zero.  I should get A for effort.