When I was in high school, there was a program where seniors could participate in something called the APP program-Appalachian Partnership Program. Four teachers would be certified to teach college courses and the students could take: Calculus, Physics, English, or Western Civ I & II. I took English and both Western Civ classes. Back then, we had to pay for the courses and buy the books. And I paid my fees and bought my books all by myself. I also took French III and Spanish I my senior year. My dream was to become an interpreter and work at the United Nations. I was actually very good at languages…
However, my mom had other ideas. Someday, I’ll do a post about the dynamics in my family…but for now, it’s enough to know that my mom was going to see to it I didn’t leave for college. Ever. So, I graduated and got a job….and I moved out when I was eighteen.
Years pass and I’m married to Honey. We’d both been hoping and praying for a way for both of us to go back to school. A layoff wasn’t in our plans but it did open a door. (I don’t feel guilty about the year of unemployment I received to go to school-I’ve worked since I was fourteen and I’ve never had any help from anyone.) The only option for me was in childcare, a place I’d vowed to never return to. You know how my plans turn out… Anyway, I initially went into the Diploma program, so I could get out and get a job. Unemployment was nearly nil and it goes down the longer you’re on it.
The associates degree is a two year program. I’d completed a year, then went to work full time. I began taking one and two classes a semester. Because of a health issue, I took a semester off. Then, when we went through the whole ‘drug dealing/band playing neighbors who scared me and house hunting/jerk of a seller’ drama, I had to drop my math 114 class. I was completely undone and couldn’t deal with school, much less weird math. It’s been a year now, and today I went to get all my information updated. Tomorrow, sometime before 6pm, I’ll be in school once again. I’m two classes from my degree. How do I feel about it? Meh…I’m too burned out to care. If I could take some writing classes or psychology classes…that would be different.
I’m going to start scheduling as many posts as possible ahead of time, leaving room for myself when something is on my mind. It will help when I have Honey’s
Crackberry Blackberry. I can respond and comment with it during nap time and my lunch hour. Score for technology!
In the next day or so, I’m going to do a post about the new blogger toy…the ‘I Write Like’ site. I’m assuming this is what crack is like-I played for at least thirty minutes, plugging in all sorts of posts and poems…my favorite result is currently posted. I may change it…I’m also gonna figure out how to do the angel story…and get my house in tip-top-white-glove-inspection-ready…my mother in law is coming!!!!! Pray for me.
See ya tomorrow, and Happy Thursday!
This post seems kind of rambly, but it’s late, been a long day, and I’m beat…sorry.