College = Self-esteem Booster

Today, my math teacher asked if I’d be interested in being a math tutor next semester. If you know me, this is hilarious!  I suppose I fooled her. Although,  if I could effectively help someone with math, which I’m really not good at, I can only imagine how rewarding it will be to teach something that I love. 🙂

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Professional Student

Now that my first semester is almost over, I have come to the all but important conclusion (which I could have easily predicted) that I love school and I would love to be a student for life….if I could just find someone else to pay for it.  Yes, sometimes the work is a bit much and I don’t always have the time necessary to complete it, which leads to stress, BUT I love every ounce of it.  I love learning, growing, and hearing differing perspectives regarding issues.  Perhaps I’ll end up being a college professor 🙂

Life has broken me down

Tuesday,  November 15, 2011. Mark it down.  This is the day that I wore sweats to school for the very 1st time in my life. Before you get too excited about this momentous occasion, I should explain that I only wore them to my 7:15 PM class. After a full day in my work clothes and heels, I was cold & tired. I just wanted to be comfy.  This experience has been awakening…actually it turned out to be NBD….maybe I’ll wear sweats all the time. 🙂

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One Semester Almost Down…7 more to go

Why did I schedule 3 classes on a day that I work in addition to being a parent/chauffer to my 3 children?  This among many other questions have been looming in my mind recently.  All I can say is that I am thankful this semester is almost over.  When I “went back to school” for the first time in 14 years I had no idea what to expect.  I was afraid in many ways I would not be able to keep up with the classwork.  As it turns out though, the most basic lesson I have taken from this 1st Semester is that College is easy. Yes, the work is plenitful, but I have found that truly the only hard part is trying to fit homework and studying in with my chaotic life.  Somehow, I always manage to pull it off.  I find it irritating when other’s in my class complain about how difficult assignments are or my favorite complaint is when someone will say “I didn’t have time to do it!”  That has to be the most hilarious excuse I have ever heard! Perhaps they need to walk a day in my shoes to fully appreciate all the time they do have!

Adjusting Accordingly

Ugh!  I suppose I just need to face the hard reality that things will NEVER go as expected.  I was so excited to have 1 whole Saturday completely free of scheduled obligations so I could “catch up” on my school work. (nevermind that my house is in shambles!- one thing at a time I tell myself!)  Last night when I went to bed I was so excited at the prospect of sleeping until I woke up – no alarm, no where to be! I shared my delightful sleep plan with Brian and then asked him if there was anything he had to do the next day.  He said, “no”, so I began to outline the events of “MY” Saturday.

I was going to wake up whenever I wanted, head to the gym, then come home and do homework ALL day long. Yes, I realize this sounds exciting, but I have been looking forward to having 1 complete day to devote ENTIRELY to my studies since I went back to school last Spring.  It has not occurred once yet, and unfortunately it will not happen today either. It is with great sadness I report that today all of my hopes and dreams of fulfilling this desire have been flushed down the toilet along with the puke projecting from my dear sweet Kiley’s mouth.

Yep, that’s what happened….we have a puker.  Fortunately, this did not occur until 8:30 AM – so I did get to sleep in a little; however, I was awoken by tears and less than stellar sounds transmitting from our bathroom.  I’d rather have awoken to my alarm.  Since my morning began, I have been cleaning up puke, doing continuous laundry, and throwing death glares at my husband. Not only, have I not been to the gym, but I have not completed an ounce of school work. Oh, and my husband who had “nothing” to do spent the morning (in complete silence I might add) in his office completing baseball obligations, which of course prohibited him from fulfilling vomit clean-up duty, and now he has disappeared from our home to fulfill basketball commitments!!!! Something is clearly wrong with this picture!

Such is the life of a mother…I suppose I am left choiceless and will continue my life of adjusting accordingly.