Going Back to School

I've officially decided to start taking prereqs in the Summer for the OT program at IUPUI. I have 5 classes to take before I can start the program. The bad news: I have to retake statistics, which I took 7 years ago and that makes it too old; plus I have to get As in two classes that I didn't realize I had signed up for last year, which means I got Fs in those classes. I didn't know I had signed up for them until I got a bill after the semester was over! That means it was too late to withdraw with a "W." Stupid mistake, but it was a mistake - I wish they wouldn't hold me to it b/c that's not the kind of student I am.

Back to OT

Here we go again! I'm thinking of going back to school for Occupational Therapy...yet again. I'd rather take the fast track and be a nurse, but I don't do well with blood and needles, so that's probably not a good idea! This time I'm skipping Ivy Tech for prereqs since that is what screwed me up before when I was going to start the OT program. I'm so mad at myself! I could have started the OT program this year, but instead, I now have to wait until 2010. That seems so far away! I'll be 30 when I finish if I get in in 2010. Sigh. That seems so late to be starting over, although I know others have started over in new careers older than that. I just hate thinking that I've wasted my time so far. I know I haven't, but still...in some ways I feel I have. I guess I just wish I would have picked the right career the first time.
How can people expect an 18-year-old to choose a career anyway?

Getting Motivated

What motivates people in factories to go to work every day? I know the obvious answer: money. But what makes them able to get up in the morning? Some kind of satisfaction in the parts that they make going into cars, airbags and other various components? I'm having a hard time getting motivated to write anymore, and I think it's just because I don't love it. I love writing blogs because I can show my personality and I feel a certain freedom from blog writing, but formal writing is hard for me to get into. Even Journalistic writing is hard for me to get into. Am I in the wrong biz or have I just not found my perfect job? And how many perfect jobs are out there? I only know of a few people who love their jobs, who say it's a perfect match. That means it can be found, right? But how am I supposed to know what it is? Going to college didn't help me figure it out, and the average person has 4 to 6 careers in a lifetime (the numbers go all the way up to 9 depending on the stats you use, which I think is a bit much). So where do I get the motivation to keep going? Money is motivating, but I don't see it every day, which makes it a weak motivator. I need to feel good about my job every day - I need to see something that makes me feel good about it every day. Am I just being nieve or am I being hopeful? Is that too much to expect from a career?

I Love Brownie Edges

Who doesn't love brownie edges? A lot of people, it would seem from blogs about this brownie pan. It's from Baker's Edge, right here in Indiana, and it's creating quite a stir among brownie connoisseurs! My husband and I fight over the brownie corners every time we make 'em, so this seems perfect! The only downside is that it costs $35, plus shipping because no stores around my house carries it. Do I love the brownie edges that much? No, not that much, but enough to add it to my X-mas list!

Lovin' the Laptop

I heart my laptop. If I didn't have it, I wouldn't be blogging right now. For some reason I'm much more motivated to write when I can sit on the couch with my doggie next to me, dreaming. I wonder what she's dreaming about. Does she dream about chasing bunnies (which she's never seen)? Does she dream about running up and down the fence with the Huskie next door? What is there to dream about when you're a dog?

Oh, and I heart Friends, too. The fact that I like to watch old reruns rather than watch new TV shows means that I am somewhat close minded or at least scared to try new things. That's according to an article I just read in Psychology Today. I heart Psychology Today, too by the way. As well as just about any other magazine. I need a job reviewing new magazines. That would be the life. Ah.

Freelancing

I ended up quitting my job since they wouldn't let me freelance for them. Now I'm freelancing for my first "real" employer: Wiley Publishing. I'm also editing and writing for some Web sites, which is fun. I've been freelancing full time since Aug. 1. Some days I love it and other days I long for a cubical! I never thought I'd think that before. I definitely don't miss the commute and all the crazy people that are allowed to drive. I suppose every job has its ups and downs, even when you're your own boss.

I'm so bad, haven't been posting

It's time to get this thing up and running again. I hope. We got a puppy last weekend, but we had to give her back after only 5 days because Hazel (the resident Puggle) wasn't eating. I don't know what happened in the puppy mill she must have come from, but Hazel was so scared of the pup! The pup was so nice and normal...compared to Hazel. Except for the crying through the night. I don't understand how anyone has kids!

Kris has been busy-busy with school. It's a rare day when we get to talk for longer than a half hour. I'd like to go back to school, but then I would feel like I wasted 5 years of my life getting my other two degrees. Which I know is stupid in a way; if another person decided to change careers, I wouldn't say they were stupid for choosing the wrong career first. Of course, those people aren't me. Why are we always so hard on ourselves? I'm lazy, yet I'm hardest on myself. Shouldn't I be nice to myself since I'm so lazy?