I just told my boss that January is supposed to be bleak. I didn’t used to be. I remember we used to have a week of gorgeous weather in January. There’s nothing like spending the afternoon at Ocean Beach on a sunny January afternoon. We have none of that here. January is pretty much grey and rainy. Threats of floods, loading up the ark and all of that nonsense abound during January. When I went to lunch this afternoon it was a mix of snow and rain. I was sensible and had my fire coat on. Mom showed up in a cardigan sweater. She did have an umbrella. I admonished her for not having appropriate outer attire on.
I was reading one of the blogs I mentioned yesterday and it talked about picking a word for the year. I so don’t know where to start on that one. Any time someone asks me to narrow something down to one word, a thousand of them flood my mind. So I’m stuck on that one.
I used to ridicule women who would write about trying to carve out time for themselves. That was back when I was single and had no kids. I have been telling myself that I will have time for myself when I finish my degree. I need to live up to that promise. I do not do anything that is just for me. I do things for others, I do things for the house. Six more months …
This is the last week of Auditing II. Then I have a week off (hooray) and I have this class they call a ‘capstone’ class. It’s a bunch of nonsense to use up 3 credits. I have to take it. On Tuesday I have to go to LCC for my one hour orientation for my on-line art class. I’ll save $2500 by taking two classes at LCC. That combined with getting my degree 2 1/2 months earlier is AWESOME! My degree … it sort of rolls trippingly off the tongue.