Spring Break

Last week was spring break. A time to relax and recharge before heading back into the trenches. HA! Instead of going to class, I worked. When I wasn't working, I was writing a 1000 word English paper. Relax? Recharge?? I nearly fell asleep at work Sunday morning. I was never so happy for break to be over so I could get back to class. I pulled a Hail Mary and my paper was finished Sunday night, but when I went to print, I was out of printer ink. Off to Walmart. I ended up buying a small printer I could keep next to my desk instead of more ink. The printer only cost a dollar more and it came with both ink colors. Buying ink for the all in one is still needed, but it can wait another week. I've been needing this printer for a long time and running out of ink was a blessing in disguise.

The rest of spring break is a bit of a blur. Classes ended on March 7 for me and I went back yesterday, March 18. I worked 8 out of the 10 days, rotating between night shift and day shift. I've been living off of Java Monster and chicken strips. On my two days off, I squeezed in several loads of laundry. If this is what is summer vacation is looking like, I am running away.

Yesterday, I returned to class and did a peer review over our papers. I don't know if it's my lack of shame, my bold personality or sheer stupidity, but I always volunteer to go first. After reading my paper out loud, looking for mistakes and waiting for their critiques, they looked at each other and said they weren't reading their papers after that. Huh? I guess my hard work really did pay off. The only critique they could come up with was that I used the same descriptive word in one paragraph three times. I can totally fix that. I am 28 words over my goal anyway, so changing a little wording isn't going to throw off the entire process. My biggest concern is that my instructor sees my hard work the same way I do. I'm not looking to just pass this class, or any of my classes for that matter, I'm looking to pass my classes with flying colors.

I'm glad to be back in class. This week is business as usual, but next week, the boys go on spring break for two weeks and the week of April 1, my step son goes on break as well. We're hoping he can come stay with us, so I'm trying to get some serious house cleaning done between classes. Yesterday, I attacked my kitchen sink and counters with a can of Comet and a grout brush, then I set Matthew to work washing dishes in the now sparkly sinks. I know I'm going to be on my hands and knees cleaning by the end of next week. After going back to work at the store instead of class, I would much rather be cleaning my kitchen floor. It was great reminder as to why I am working so hard in college. I don't love my job anymore and I'm ready for a change in my life.

Tomorrow, I meet with my faculty adviser about what classes to take next semester. I've done some research and if I am correct, then next semester would be Math 110, Biology 137, Sociology and some sort of oral communications class. It would be the rest of my prerequisites for my major. I'm also planning on attending the pre-admissions conference for respiratory care in April. I don't know if I would be able to get in to the Spring 2014 rotation or not. I'm hoping I can. I'm working my tail off for it. If not, I'll keep taking classes until the next rotation opens. Maybe I will even be a double major. I'm not sure in what, but I'm not quitting over a class rotation. I will update how my meeting goes to see if I am on the right track.