Alive, Not Kicking
Hi.
I'm pulling the covers back for a few minutes so's you'll know I'm alive.
But I'm not kicking the covers off because it's warm in here.
And quiet.
And still.
I finished my semester and the diploma is in the mail. I got the highest grade in the class. I would like to take a bow, but I won't because there was a far more talented tyke in my class that quite frankly got robbed of the highest grade by some strange and cruel twist of fate (actually, it's his inability to consistently handle the focus feature on his camera.)
Then I sat back and exhaled, and tried to figure out where to go next. I thought I had it all figured out. I was going into some nursing field... respiratory or radiology, or occupational... I even enrolled in Anat and Phys. Then I found out nursing school requires a full-time commitment. This is when I crashed and went under the covers.
I can't can't can't work full time and go to school full time. I can't quit my job (insurance) and I can't leave my kids alone every night (deliquents).
After much gnashing of teeth, I decided to drop A&P and take Digital Photography I instead. Next fall I'll take A&P, then the following three semesters I'll tackle one each of the other four pre-reqs. That delays the full time committment by two years. If my teens aren't settled in then, I'll go back to the drawing board and figure something else out.
Also, while I was hiding under the covers, I managed to finally hit the magical 50 pound lost mark. I think it was the dry toast and nyquil diet my current health status forced me into.
So's I'm alive, but I'm not kicking off the covers yet. Maybe Christmas morning. Someone has to make the donuts.
Love and peace,
Robin
I'm pulling the covers back for a few minutes so's you'll know I'm alive.
But I'm not kicking the covers off because it's warm in here.
And quiet.
And still.
I finished my semester and the diploma is in the mail. I got the highest grade in the class. I would like to take a bow, but I won't because there was a far more talented tyke in my class that quite frankly got robbed of the highest grade by some strange and cruel twist of fate (actually, it's his inability to consistently handle the focus feature on his camera.)
Then I sat back and exhaled, and tried to figure out where to go next. I thought I had it all figured out. I was going into some nursing field... respiratory or radiology, or occupational... I even enrolled in Anat and Phys. Then I found out nursing school requires a full-time commitment. This is when I crashed and went under the covers.
I can't can't can't work full time and go to school full time. I can't quit my job (insurance) and I can't leave my kids alone every night (deliquents).
After much gnashing of teeth, I decided to drop A&P and take Digital Photography I instead. Next fall I'll take A&P, then the following three semesters I'll tackle one each of the other four pre-reqs. That delays the full time committment by two years. If my teens aren't settled in then, I'll go back to the drawing board and figure something else out.
Also, while I was hiding under the covers, I managed to finally hit the magical 50 pound lost mark. I think it was the dry toast and nyquil diet my current health status forced me into.
So's I'm alive, but I'm not kicking off the covers yet. Maybe Christmas morning. Someone has to make the donuts.
Love and peace,
Robin
posted by Robin at 5:57 PM
5 Comments:
Congratulations. And ditto on the school commitment. Maybe I would have avoided some of the kid-crashes of the late 80's and early 90's if I had not been so focused on college and grad school. Maybe. Regrets, I've had a few, but then again...
I love you. And I am so very proud of you.
I've been wondering if you're alive & kicking! Glad you hit 50, even if it was under icky circumstances.
I'm having to take a break from school too & it bugs me that I am. I miss it.
M~
I've checked your site just about every day.
Glad to see you're alive and not kicked.
CONGRATS on school and the poundage! That's awesome! Miss you.
Donuts for Christmas sounds goodto me.
~S
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