Port Angeles, WA
Olympic mountains on one side
Oldies on Pandora
Beatles and Elton John
Watching the waves crash
The wind moves the tall blades of grass
It’s still daylight at 8pm
Today, I finished my final writing assignment for my English 102 class. Tomorrow, I have to go to my final drama class of the spring quarter to observe my fellow drama students perform their final scenes. It’s their final. I did mine last Thursday so I wouldn’t have to do it tomorrow.
I decided to actually go back to school and work on getting some kind of degree. I started Fall quarter 2018. It’s been an interesting thing so far. At 42, I’m older than most of my instructors. Most of the other students are in their late teens and early twenties.
I’m studying Business Management. It’s a pretty broad degree that’s nearly recession proof.
I need to work on my math. It’s extremely poor. I haven’t done very well in any of my math courses so far. That needs to change if I expect to succeed.
I just don’t know what to do.
I have tried tutors and taking foundation building classes.
It hasn’t gone well.
I’ll figure something out.
Letting little things slowly become big problems because they aren’t taken care of timely manner. Dragging feet just creates anxiety. Sign this or that, fire off that small handful of short emails. Keep track of specific dates and times. Respect time sensitivity.
Taking a few minutes to take care of the quick, small things so they don’t become bigger problems down the line. It’s a concept that seems completely foreign to a lot of people.
I am married to one of those people.
It drives me nuts because I’m the type of person who stays on top of everything. I don’t wait to sign those documents or get them notarized. I try to get everything done as soon as possible just in case something happens later on down the line. I only wait when it’s wise to after making thought out, calculated decisions.