For what it's worth, I'm scrambling my own brain just to keep my mind preoccupied and off the panic that is ensuing per my upcoming "big girl" college starting date. It's only 11 days away, and I've ordered the main texts, purchased the instructor-written/published documents from the college bookstore, taken my daughter to the campus (just so she could see where mommy's going to go to school), and dug my old bookbag out of my closet in preparation for riding the bus to and from school. I even bought a thermos to take yogurt and such with me to school to avoid laughing hysterically at the on-campus restaurant's food prices.
With so much preparation, I might be turning into a topical hemorrhoid treatment here any day (ANY AND ALL PUNS INTENDED, THANK YOU VERY MUCH). For now though, I'm just gonna sign off and try to relax. Until we meet again...
Experiences of a Middle-Aged Woman, the Cal Poly Dolly Diaries—Snapshot of the past 10 years: 2007– Welcome to the disorienting world that is college, middle-aged female chapter * 2010– Welcome to Grad School, meet Chronic Fatigue * 2013– Welcome to the World of Mental Health, we’re all mad * 2016– Knock knock, it’s me, your life, drop EVERYTHING * 2017– The slow climb back up from a Burnout ** THEME: Provide “capsule versions” of complex psychological concepts for busy students. Dig in!
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