Well, we’ve made it through the first week. It hasn’t been without problems. There have been kinks to work out. But over all? I’d say we’re doing fine.
The only way to actually have time to do homework assigned on Monday or Tuesday is to telecommute on Wednesdays. That way I’m prepared for class on Wednesday and Thursday. And my job was super supportive of that.
They’re also helping me find a car. I was totally prepared to buy a junker to get through the winter, but I can totally afford the payment on a low end new car even though my credit score won’t let me do that. Their idea is that a new car is still a better deal so later in the week we’re car shopping.
I tested out of math, which frees up some of my time. I’m shocked at how well I did on the placement test. I haven’t taken a math class since 7th grade.
Oh, yeah. That’s me on my first day of kindergarten in 1970. Pretty cute, huh?


So why shouldn’t I juggle too? I’ve been juggling already. Figuring out how to live sober has been really, really tricky. I don’t even think that, on balance, I’m very good at it. I’ve complained about the big chunks of my life that really aren’t working, that I struggle with, that I’m apparently unwilling to fix, but I’ve also come to believe that I have a natural failure level. No matter how high the bar is set, I come in X percent below it. So if I want to achieve more, perhaps I should just raise the bar high enough to reach the real goals – Ideal – Failure Rate = Achievable Goal Maybe that’s just an insane idea, too. Who knows.






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