Well, it’s the end of the first semester for me and I survived! I more than survived – I made that semester my bitch! OH yeah! 4.0 GPA and A’s in both classes (obviously, hence the 4.0). It was trying at times. More than trying. I had a professor whose teaching style I did not care for but I soldiered on. I also had a class (same professor) whose content was completely redundant and most days a total joke but it was mandatory and without it I would not be able to further my studies at my college. So again I soldiered on. If anything, I guess it allowed me to engage with people decades younger than me. There is something quite humbling about attending a first year experience class with 18 and 19 year olds the year that you turn 40. I see so many of these kids with these big dreams but no clue how to achieve them. I have advice but much like giving it to my own children, they think they know best.
Anyways, it’s all done. If I have taken anything away from my experiences this past semester, it’s been how very important time management and delayed gratification are. One controls my stress levels, the other controls my motivation.
I look forward to the upcoming semester, although I am nervous with adding another class to my schedule. I will be taking English, Biology and Math. All subjects that historically I enjoy but I have never had to balance them with children and their activities and life in general.
I am enjoying my time off during winter break although it is taking some getting used to not running around. The past three months has allowed me to appreciate my off time and now that I have six weeks of it, I am overwhelmed by the things that I could/should be doing. I don’t even know where to start.
Right now I am going to retire to the couch and catch up on some reading, so I guess that is where I will start.