Lord willing, I'm starting my next class next Monday! I decided to take it. Then I decided to drop it, but procrastinated until what I thought was the last day, which, incidentally, was a week too late. So then I had the options of being dropped from the class for non-payment or paying. I paid. So now I will study again! I'm even excited (somewhat). But it's only three credits, so it shouldn't be too bad. I think there are fewer weeks in the summer term, and there are only three exams but there are more essay-type things involving my writing something down. This may mean more effort goes into this class compared to last class (which was set up almost perfectly for me as far as being easy for me to do right now).

So anyways, THIS week I can do stuff that I might not have quite as much time for next week; hence the blog post. However, once again, three credits shouldn't take too much time.

Anyway, it looks like I'll be moving soon-ish. Possibly the beginning of June. I'm expecting to have around 60 minutes of driving less per day Monday through Friday (unless we end up with hour lunch breaks, which could add back in maybe 20 minutes of driving - 10 somewhere and 10 back to work? Not sure I like the hour lunch break idea) and maybe 40 or 50 minutes less driving on Sundays (but then, I might make short trips in the afternoon that I ordinarily would not have because they wouldn't be short while I live here).

The place my potential appartment-mate and I applied for is little and cute. I like it pretty well. We'll see what happens.

new kid on the block

Missy is a very attentive mommy.

It's Sunday, two weeks from my last post. The sun has come out, I have put sunscreen on kids at work (not today), and the one lecture for week 13 of my Speech Anatomy class was between 10 and 11 minutes long, followed by a quiz with a 5 minute time limmit. I got one question wrong the first time, so I took it a second time, submitting it perfectly the second time in 1 minute and 10 seconds. It kind of reminds me of when I told my advisor at my community college that I did really (annoyingly) well at Chemistry without even trying very hard, and I wasn't sure if I should try for a career in Chemistry (i.e. teaching highschool chemistry) or if I should flee from it. I think she leaned towards the fleeing suggestion. So the plan is: I'll finish this class and then take a break. (Haha.) The break will leave me with more time and resources for completing my "move to town" scheme. I'm actually ready to move mentally, but really feeling a little lost in life right now (not a rare feeling).

update

New dishes, new towels, a growing collection of stuff for when I (Lord willing) move. I'm trying to move south to a warmer climate with less snow - but I mean somewhere around 20 miles south to a city in which I already work and go to church. So, my local friends, worry not.

I cleaned my room Saturday. Under my bed, I found notes on breathing (translation; notes for my Anatomy of Speech class), my camera!, a pair of sandals, my "nice" shoes, and dust bunnies. That might explain the "almost getting a cold" feeling. I removed all but the dust bunnies (thus, the "allergies" have a right to continue, though they seem better today. Does that mean I'm allergic to shoes? Oh, but I did wash my sheets, so it could still be dust).

I also desided that I'd had enough of empty walls. I think the calander may have been added to the wall earlier in the week, but the door decorations and three crayon and/or marker drawings from work were added Saturday. So I have one wall that is less spartan, and the rest look like they did the week before. But I figure the things on the wall shouldn't be any worse than the MESS I've been perpetuating in my room (that got a lot better Saturday, too, but it's looking worse already. Folding and putting away clothes really helps. Dumping laundry on beds doesn't help the clean-looking rating).

Once apon a time

Once upon a time (meaning, it didn't happen but I'm going to tell the story anyway), there was a man who was rather unconventional. None-the-less, he decided one day that he should take a particular class at the local college. He applied, but the college was hesitant to enroll him. His unconventionalness led them to question his smartness. So they sent out a representative to talk with him.

The representative was busy on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and even Friday, but he had to make a decision by early Monday morning, so he went to visit the man on Saturday. He walked up to find the man outside working on a fence. After a few pleasantries, he asked the man, "What day is today?"

The man looked thoughtful. "Today," he declared, "is a sad day. I forgot to feed my dog this morning. That made the dog upset, so it was a sad day." The man looked up at the representative and continued plaintively, "Then the dog caught one of my chickens and killed it and ate it. Thus, today is a sadder day."

The representative thought to himself, "This man is smart enough, though I don't always follow his logic. He can take a college class; he'd just better brush up on his spelling."

The evening before the test, with one lecture left

Log into website for online class.
Check e-mail.
E-mail representative.
Read a few blogs.
Out of time; computer shutting down. That's what you get for using the computer on a Friday evening not long before closing time.

Browse fabric store.
Visit grocery store - get food before you get to feeling too sick from delaying supper.
Eat food and drive to Kmart. Wow, the pizza sticks exceeded expectations - at least the first one did.
Browse Kmart.
Buy jumprope when you can (I've looked at wrong times before).
Hurry to pick up sister from work.
Wait in car.
Catch up on record keeping. Well, don't catch up all the way, but do write down the amount spent at grocery store earlier.
Look for something to cut the ties off the jump rope (suppose I jump rope in the parking lot while I wait for my sister?).
Search results in... finding the strategically placed harmonica.
Play harmonica.
Keep playing harmonica.
Play harmonica for sister when she comes.

Drive home.
Disassemble playdough model of larynx in anticipation of making playdough model of the skull.
Eat pizza. Garlic and onion tastes are acceptable; there is no hot red pepper on it; it is safe to eat.
Drink Coca-cola. Maybe it will help for studying.
Eat a brownie. :)
Put in a load of laundry.
Talk about cell phone plans.

Finally... connect to the internet.
Check e-mail.
Open online class website - and Facebook.
Learn about (what did I learn? don't cheat by looking at notes! Ummm The Hard and Soft Palate and the Tonsils)
Take quiz. Get 12 out of 14.
Look at Facebook.
Retake quiz. 14 out of 14. Short term memory has some benefits.
Write blog entry.

And now it is 10:47 according to the computer. Perhaps I should go to bed? No, review a little more. But the playdough model of the bones important for articulation (the skull), well, maybe tomorrow? Or tonight? Or just cancel that idea?

thankfulness

Sometimes I'm a little more choice-ful in thankfulness. Or more aware of what I can be thankful for. Or both.

Last night, a book to read. (and another to read soon.)

This morning, my boss calling at about 6:34 a.m. That may not LOOK like something to be thankful for, but I had used up my alarm clocks (the radio was playing still) and needed to actually get up, and after the phone call, I did. (She called to check what I was bringing for lunch so that she'd know what she was bringing. We each brought a piece of lunch and shared. It was fun.)

I got to go to a training for my early child care work. It was good, definately better than I expected. And it distracted me and occupied my brain in a constructive way. That was good, too. So I'm thankful for that. (All my co-workers came and shared a table and lunch.)

Then, I got to go to the library. Thankful for those. I go to libraries fairly often. And then I got to go walk and talk at the beach (to a lake, not the ocean) with a friend. And now I'm home, using the computer and internet. See? Lots of blessings God has granted me.

I forgot to put it in earlier, but on my way to the training this morning, I prayed/hoped for a certain song to play on the radio next, and guess what! It did. An unnecessary but appreciated gift from God.