Weird/not weird
New classes - first impression

Fairly okayish!

Tomorrow I start classes again, and so today I had planned to get everything I need to accomplish out of the way for the next four months.

I didn't quite manage it. But Sophia's lunch is packed for tomorrow, and I cleaned off my desk, so let's call that a win. 

Last semester when classes started I felt like I just fell off a cliff. I watched helplessly as the tasks I'm so used to dispatching without even thinking about just whizzed past me. When I was home I was mostly parked on the couch, in a nest of papers and books, or sobbing into Clay's chest that I couldn't do it, it was just too hard and I was just too old.

There was one class last semester that I found so very intimidating that I spent a portion of the first two weeks of classes doodling in the margins of my notes,"Don't cry. Just don't cry. Don't cry." I'd write the letters one on top of the other so no one would know what I was saying to myself, because that was convincingly normal.

I was so overwhelmed by it all that I did things like get on the wrong train to come home. More than once. I forgot to eat, which is not a thing that I do. And one night I finished studying for a big biology test and tried on a shirt I'd just bought. This was the first time I'd put it on at home and two buttons just fell off, so irritating. But I knew the idea of getting it all the way back to the store to return it was absolutely laughable. ANOTHER TRIP! HA! So instead I sewed the buttons on myself. 

When I got up in the morning and put the shirt on, I found I'd sewed one button on right, and the other on the opposite side of the shirt. I...don't even know how I managed that. I just stood there for a moment, looking in disbelief at my buttons. And then I just wore the shirt that way because that's the level of my decision making skills at the time. 

I went to my biology test, and you know what? I completely DOMINATED that test. Not only did I get an A, I got the highest grade in the freaking CLASS. LIKE A BOSS. 

I promptly decided that the button thing was just evidence that I was one of those absentminded geniuses, like Einstein. I bet he never sewed anything anywhere, or he would have made hash of it all, right? And then I went and got on the wrong train to come home.

I'm not kidding about the train thing. 

This semester I'm not quite as terrified. I know it's going to be a tough semester, but I also know that it'll all be okay. It's hard to let things go around here, but I've found that when I do, sometimes magic occurs. I think before I went back to school Clay had done...maybe three loads of laundry in our entire marriage? That's not a complaint. That was just how we did things. In the fog of the new semester, one day I realized that I was discovering clean clothes in my closet and that I hadn't put them there. Without a single discussion Clay had quietly taken over laundry and it turns out that A) he is SO GOOD AT LAUNDRY and B) OH MY LORD I LOVE NOT DOING LAUNDRY. This whole school deal is worth it just for that.

I figure this semester will be more of the same: exhilarating, terrifying, exhausting, sometimes humiliating, but mostly just fine. Fairly okayish, even!



Do you have any idea what an accomplishment the highest grade in the class on a Bio Test is woman?!?!?!?!? You rocked it, you ARE A BOSS.
I got all choked up reading that bc GF YOU'VE STILL GOT IT! So proud of you!

I haven't accomplished anything near as amazing although after dropping my so back off at his college across state last nite, I popped into a Wendy's bc New Years resolutions don't start until one is healthy in the new year (cough cough) & figured I could drown my sadness in a frosty. Well the good Lord had other sorrow drowning plans for me in the form of 4 teenage boys, who acted as if I was the hottest thing theyd ever seen. One even came out to my car as I was leaving to make sure i KNEW what they thought & I said "Dear boy, I just dropped my son off at college, Im old enough to be your mother" to which he grinned & said "yeah, but you're not!" & as I shook my head & started to laugh he apologized & said "but I will be more respectful"& I, being equally respectful yelled BUT YOU ARE ADORABLE after him a he walked back inside.
So yeh, see, college suits us apparently lol
Now the train? Might take some work. Hope this semester is a great one for you!


I found the part about doodling "Just don't cry" particularly poignant.


"Fairly okayish" is going to be my new standard. For everything.

Holly Gault

I hereby ditto everything they said!


Congratulations on the amazing biology mark!!
When you said that you were going back to finish your degree, it was the final push I needed to start a degree. I am 59 years old, and I finished my first ever university class (Psych 102) in December, with the highest class mark. I sat in a classroom of 18-19 year olds and doodled in the margins too. I doodled "If Kira can do this, I can do this". I am registered in an English class this semester, which I love so far. At one or two classes per semester, it may take me a very long time to graduate, but I am truly enjoying all the education I am acquiring, both in and out of a classroom. Thank you, Kira!


Cheryl, this comment made me cry! In the best possible way. Im so glad youre enjoying your classes, and so glad for both of us that it turns out that life goes on longer than I expected when *I* was 18!


This whole thread is full of good. So happy for you Kira - and the commenters. Renews my desire to look closer for my "wins" - and not keep such a careful tally of my "didn't all that I expected of myself" column. Happy New Year!

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