Since I’ve been back in school it seems like every semester is a real struggle to register into the classes that I actually need. I don’t remember this being a problem when I was a single, unattached, bright-eyed freshman. It was so easy to register back then probably because of the fact that I was single and unattached to any real responsibility. But the last three semesters, scheduling for me has been a mad scramble, frantically comparing my potential availability to when my husband has enrolled and what times I can fit my daughter into daycare for the least amount of money possible, and don’t forget to drop off and pick up Mason, and an hour earlier every Thursday! Are you gasping for air yet, because every semester I have been trying to figure all of that out!
Not so this year. Thank God! Literally. Thank You. I was able to get 3 out of the 4 classes I had planned. Shakespeare is going to be the bane of my college existence I think. One class each semester with only 25 seats for an mandatory class for the entire English Department. So I didn’t get that one but it ended up working out to my benefit.
You see this year Al and I have decided to do something, well, kind of corny. Continue reading