Many apologies, my friend.
I can't remember the last time I posted an update for you.
The truth is, college has drained my brain. After spending my days at a full-time job and my evenings doing homework, I have nothing left for blogging. Not even during summer and winter breaks.
Any of you ever give birth?
You know how between contractions you completely zone out and focus on recovering from the last one so you're ready for the next one?
Semesters have been like contractions.
And the breaks in between have been fully devoted to recovery and preparation.
Can you feel me?
But here's the good news:
After eleven contractions, I will give birth to a Bachelor of Arts degree in Communication with an emphasis in Public Relations THIS MAY.
|"Pot of Old" by Roses - 2017|
Can you tell that I was sad and tired when I painted it?
If you have trouble translating, those are all my classmates marching into the distance with the new jobs/gold balloons they got the end of their rainbow/college careers. That's me in the foreground wondering what's left for me; but all I get is the leftovers no one else wanted.
But I'm feeling much better about everything now. I've interviewed for several jobs already, and I think I'd have snagged one or two of them if only I'd been finished with school. The Husband is certain that the job I want will be mine once my schedule is truly mine again.
I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's so close, I want to run.
Every reading and writing assignment I complete is one step closer to that graduation date. So, I've been working ahead as much as I can.
I am counting down the weeks. There are 13 left.
And this morning, I had the thought that I'd like to get back in the habit of regularly posting here.
Maybe I will be stress-free enough, finally, that the ideas will come back.
And maybe those ideas will be funny again.
That would be nice.
So, I'm just sending a note from school to let you know I'm doing fine.
I look forward to seeing you in the spring.