When I Grow Up

It seems I still haven't decided what to be when I grow up. Yes, believe it or not, I've returned to college for round 2. After the urge to finish an Education degree I dabbled with during my Business degree years hit me last month, I decided "Why not?" and enrolled for the Fall term. Now, I'm a Secondary Ed./Math major, with an even stronger addiction to Starbucks, fed by my 7:30am Calculus class.

Yes, I said 7:30am......4 days a week.

It has been a very long time since my last formal math class. I frequently leave that class with one of two attitudes:

(1) The misconception that I actually understand the day's lecture. This misconception is quickly cured as I attempt to complete the day's homework. (Notice the word "attempt")

(2) No misconception that I understand the day's lecture, just a combination of fear of the homework and the feeling my head might explode if I don't get more espresso soon.

Yes, I am fairly convinced that Calculus was invented by a bunch of expert mathematicians.......while they were drunk.......as a cruel joke to torture the rest of us.

I am still here, I am still quilting, and I promise to post about something quilt related soon. Just as soon as my head stops throbbing.

I'm Cross-Eyed!

You might remember me mentioning a few posts back that I was thinking about going back to school. It turns out I was more than thinking about it, and after making a slight change in my major from one area of Business to another, I will be finished this May.......assuming I pass my classes. This degree has been 7 years in the making, so it's about time!

Classes began this past Monday, here is the lineup:

Bus 465 Money and Banking
Bus 220 Business Communications
Bus 413 Organizational Behavior
Bus 497 Strategic Management Seminar
Bus 412 Human Resource Management

That's a whole lotta business! Reading all those chapters has me cross eyed......

Or maybe I'm cross eyed for a different reason. See, Tuesday I had my annual eye exam. The doc sent me home to try my new contacts for a week. For the first time in 10+ years, (I've had contacts since Jr. High), I have a different prescription in each eye.

No big deal, except that I forgot this when I removed my contacts Tuesday night (remember, 10+ years). It wasn't until Wednesday morning that I realized I had no idea if I had put each contact under the correct lid. (right or left) Since there's only .25 difference between their prescriptions, I have no idea if I have them in the right eye or not.

It should make for an interesting return visit next week when the doctor decides if my new prescription needs adjusted!