It has been months since I cared about blogging and I was honestly ready to tell Ben to bury this thing, but I have had a sudden renewed interest in blogging. It’s like edited journal writing and since I can type faster than I can write, it is a perfect medium.
After my less-than-inspiring post earlier this week, I can say that the week did not end as bleak as it was Wednesday night. Today, I was able to savor a small victory at work. A student who joined my class this year as a second year student will be repeating the year with me again next year. The little guy is a sweet kid, but he needs another year academically, socially, and emotionally. Parents really freak when you talk about holding kids back, so it is a very touchy subject to approach parents with, but his parents took it in stride and we are all in agreement about his plans for next year. One less kid I have to lie in bed at night and worry about whether or not I am doing the right thing with.
Now, if I could only wave a magic wand and have my grad classes suddenly appear done, I could be more enthusiastic about the next several weeks. For whatever reason, my grad classes are like an albatross around my neck this time. The elephant in the room. I really underestimated the toll of taking 6 credit hours in the next 8 weeks would have on my existance. It is a more massive, time-consuming undertaking than I realized. I’m in it now and have no choice but to get it done, but I resent that all of my “free time” (when I’m not working, sleeping, or doing chores) is spent typing on this laptop on topics I already know more about that the text I’m forced to read and reference. Insert large sigh here.
And I’d like a piece of the massive snowstorm bombarding my sister and sister-in-law in VA. I could really use a snow day. I’m done whining now! 