I got home Friday night and turned in an assignment that was due and then decided to look at what was coming up for the next week. I broke down in tears as I realized that I would need to get the paper due Saturday done on Friday night so that I could do lesson planning all day Saturday and start next week's class work on Sunday. Kevin had an away game Friday night and I wanted to go watch it, but felt immense stress about all my looming work. I finally decided to stay home and do homework and watched as Bill and Ashlee (Kevin's girlfriend) left for the game.
The good news is that the paper came together quickly and I was able to upload it to my class web page without some of the issues I'd experienced in previous terms. I looked at my watch and decided that I could still make most of the game. I drove the hour north and walked in only half an hour late. Philomath lost, but I'm still so glad I made it.
I've been looking at friend's Facebooks posts of weekend activities...trips to see fall leaves, people cheering on their college teams, the mention of a harvest moon (though I don't know how they saw it through the rain and clouds), home projects (heaven knows our landscaping could use some TLC). I guess there is something to be said for making progress toward a goal, but I think I need more balance in my life.
Is a master's degree worth all this? Can I make it through six more of these classes? I'm starting to wonder...
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