So Let it be Written - So Let it be Done

Don’t you love those words? Thank you, Hollywood’s version of the Ten Commandments, extremely awesome. Which brings me to my thoughts this day.

Summer is coming. Don’t be frightened, it will be just fine.

This means days full of child entertainment, white scary legs that have frightened even my mail guy away, and school…for me.

Yes, last week I got my English grade (an A in my creative writing class) and relaxed for a good day before realizing the doom that was ready to implode. I have to take three classes this summer in eight weeks (because of the short summer terms, they scrunch sixteen weeks of work into eight, which is kind of awesome to get all that work done).

I am ready to take it on…maybe.

So for eight weeks, my mind will be turn into a calculator, English philosophizer and analyzing child doldrums.

Yes my friends, I will be a walking fountain of information, that is unless you ask me about the early formation of ingenious rocks or why (2 x Y) – (S x A) = i which I know nothing about. (Actually, I do know a little bit about the rock thing because of that cool rock class I took many, many, many years ago. Plus my son has this great rock collection with a little book of rock names and how they are formed. Yes my friends, I may be as smart as a fifth grader. Fingers crossed. I’ll let you know when my fifth grader quizzes me.)

But this also means my writing time may be filled. I may have to wait to release my mischievous scoundrels on each other until I finish up with the infamous task of intelligible knowledge of learning (I know, that made no sense whatsoever – it’s late).

I have debated not finishing my degree, because I thought I only had six more classes left. I was wrong….so, so wrong. I have eleven (plus I am on a deadline to get it done or they boot me from the program). But I have come so far, I will not give up.

Even if my feet stink from walking from class to class and my head bounces up and down from lack of sleep as I listen to the mundane lectures of mold vs. fungi (aren’t they the same?).

I shall prevail! My laundry might not, but I will. Do you have any awesome plans this summer?