I have always heard about these types of dreams but I have never had one, until last night. I dreamt that I was rushing to get ready for school and my cousin, Kristin, called and wanted me to write Auntie a story for Christmas. I told her I would and rushed her off the phone. It was raining outside and I grabbed my raincoat and headed out the door. I arrived just in time for my class, found the perfect parking space, ran to the door and took off my raincoat and I looked down..... I had forgotten to get dressed. I was standing there in my underwear! Then I woke up.
Emmy was kind enough to provide me with her favorite pink book bag. I have filled it with all the essentials, required books, paper, pens, pencils. Tonight I have my English Class. I have scanned the reading material and it really didn't look that complicated. I am too nervous to eat but I know I better grab something because I will be starving when my class lets out. I hate to eat late at night.
It is now 5:31 PM and I will grab that bite to eat, grab my flashy special book bag, jump in the car and pray all the way to U of R. My parking space better be there! I am going to stop here for now and continue when I return home. That is if I can keep my eyes open. I am use to going to bed around 9:00 PM. Say a prayer for me. Here I go. I wish my mother was here to take a picture of me as I head off to my first day of class.
9:46 and I am at home. As I was riding over to U of R I remembered as a child how often we would cut through from River Road to Three Chopt Road. Funny how your life comes full circle.
I got there about 6:18 and found my classroom (this was the class that I couldn't remember the room number). I sat in the Garden of Five Lions and enjoyed the water fountain and I called and talked with Debbie until class time. About 6:45 I decided to go into the classroom and to my surprised, I was one of the last to be seated. The instructor introduced herself as "Shannon". This class will help me comprehend what I read and train me how to understand those text I don't want to read or don't enjoy reading. She told us that 50% of the class was online and that our homework would take about five hours each week. And this is only one class! How does the full time student do it? The two and half hours flew by and it was very enjoyable.
I left with a skip in my step and actually enjoyed the night, cool air. So the first step is over. Day one down. Thirteen weeks to go! There were only 18 students in the class and many first time students. Some returning after years of being at home, some students just out of junior college, some simply there because they didn't have anything else to do. All ages, races. A great mix.
Well off to bed. Now Thursday will be a different story. Ancient History. Let's see how that goes. I plan to get busy on my homework tomorrow. I promise! Thanks for going with me to my first day of school.
Hurray!!!!
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I'm so proud of you Karen. Whenever it gets too hard, just look at my pink book bag, know that I'm thinking of you and loving you! Its so interesting how we are both on these big adventures at the same time in our lives!! XOXO
ReplyDeleteBig adventure is right. My brain hurts after all of this and I am just getting started. Well, I will take it as it comes and enjoy each and every bit of it, pink book bag and all.
ReplyDeleteDo I need to send you A/C or a fan? I feel guilty sitting here cool.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxox you more