When you go back to school you have dreams that you will miss an exam.
or have a quiz you did not know about.
That dream even happened to me when I wasn't taking a class.
Working and school is a funny animal. It's super empowering and exciting and then also discombobulating.
For four seconds a day I get stressed about it and then I remember it is a really amazing opportunity.
This ability for us to do exactly what we want. when we want.
to change up our lives. or to enhance them.
(in my case I am in school to become a sign language interpreter. which is part of my art. not separate from. I am going nowhere. just talking to more people ;) )
I love to learn. So. sitting in a classroom is one of my favorite places.
I could take less work
but when I am working towards something I really want, I realize it comes with the territory
I think I have 42 lists around my house that tell me when things are due.
I also carry several bags around. A computer bag. A teaching bag. A school bag. A project bag. A bag with just a glue gun in it that keeps showing up wherever I go.
Honestly it is a little crazy. but I am not a martyr. I am just juggling(flaming torches).
I also eat neat things like significant blocks of cheese.
and salt and vinegar chips.
I missed it.
IT HAPPENED .
in real life.
and I am still distraught about the mix up and how it played out. The student in me is horrified and currently playing out a tragic stage death..spotlight...downstage left.
(back in college I never skipped a single class. slept through one and cried but thats it)
but the other parts of me are laughing really hard.
because this is my life right now.
I missed a quiz.
I got a parking ticket Thursday.
Someone hit and run my truck and took my side mirror off.
AND I DONT REALLY CARE.
I am sort of kicking ass.
because I have chances.