This is what I’ve been waiting for. The end of 2017. It was a dramatic year, a painful year, and the end was the most intense – my husband had a concussion, I had finals, and the holidays were looming. I had to grit my teeth and get through the season, get through weeks of my husband not being quite himself, organize the holidays, and troop through the season. Which I did, and it was harrowing, but it was good, too. I ended up with a 3.9 GPA, as well as a prime rib dinner for Christmas and the glint in my child’s eyes when he saw what he got for the holiday.
What got me really jazzed, though, was coming back to school. I have a strange schedule, Tuesday and Thursday each week, three classes each. I’m in school from 10-4, which isn’t a full work day but it’s the closest one I’ve had in two years. It’s also not for the faint of heart… by class 3 my brain is full, and I’m trying my best to concentrate on what point the professor is going to teach.
My brain has kicked back into high gear and I find myself more able to remember the little details that were in danger of being dropped, everything from Toby’s vitamins to when I have to pay bills. I had been keeping on top of things over the winter break, but there was much less to keep track of. Being in three senior level classes, I have so much piecemeal work, a little reading here, a little writing there, a little watching movies there, and you have to keep track of all the authors, all the titles, all the story content, whether it’s fiction or non-fiction, what are we looking for? It’s been a ton of stuff.
I also went to a poetry reading for one of my classes. The reading was hosted by another one of my professors, so I got to kill two birds with one stone. Three, honestly, I’m sure my Creative Non-Fiction professor would have been glad that I went as well. The poetry was timely, and well crafted, and even though some of it wasn’t my favorite, I felt all of it was well written, which was a pleasant surprise.
Balancing school with the world is the hardest part of it all. I have friends I want to see that I can’t, business partners who are in need of help that I can’t offer, all of my spoons are taken up. It’s frustrating to be a student, there are so many demands, and my time is already shred finely and sprinkled over my life in a very thin layer. I want to do more, but I am finding my edges pretty swiftly these days. If time management is the key to success, then I will be pretty much down to the second by the time I’m through with this quarter.