Thursday, April 2, 2009

It is getting smelly....

Tomorrow night I go to that place.  
Remember the stair wells smell distinct there.
Yes, tomorrow I embark on an educational journey.
I got an email from my professor.  
It had a lot of articles to read.
They were about llamas, construction sites, and trees.
I am not kidding.
Somewhere there was a syllabus.  
I could not find it.  Anywhere.
I am old.  I am not still in college.
There are things called blackboards.  Not that you write on, but use on the computer.
I am out of date.  I don't know how this is going to pan out.
So far, it is stinky.  Kind of like the stair wells.
Perhaps, I will find this class enlightening.  It is already stretching me and so if I don't have a nervous breakdown getting last minute material from my prof, maybe it will be rewarding.
I have to say there is a part of me that is pleased that I am attempting this.
Here's to stretching-our brains.


Kellie said...

You are more of a woman than I am - I CANNOT imagine going back to school for ANYTHING!!!! Good luck!

Tonja said...

I would never, ever go back to school. Of course, what school in their right mind would let me in anyway? I think things are a little more advanced than counting on your fingers now, aren't they? Well, stretch that brain, my'll do great! Just remember...let some other things slide since you have something new on your plate. You can not continue to do everything and then add more. I learned this in the school of hard knocks...and I've learned it well.

Bill, Misty, Will, and Laura Ann said...

Bill has become familiar with those new blackboards. I am so proud of you and I just said a prayer for peace for you.
Psalm 27