Let me state right off that this is not another “cry wolf” threat to stop blogging post. One thing I’ve learned is that I cannot stop. I’m sure they’ll come up with a pill for this too someday.
Right now, I’m in my shop, blogging when I should be finishing my Statistics homework and studying for a quiz tomorrow. Or at the very least, framing pictures. Don’t really know whether it’s a factor of ageing, whether I’ve just been knocked around a bit too much this year, or whether I’m just losing my grip on reality, but I’m sorely tempted to drop this course and forget about getting any degree whatsoever.
There are three main reasons I’m having so much trouble getting into this. First, I’ve been away from Algebra too long; secondly, it requires just so much time to do by hand, and the program that would make it easier and quicker is only available to me on campus; and third, I truly think I’ve lost all powers of concentration or comprehension, and oh yes, fourth, I’m so dedicated to writing that with my all-or-nothing personality twist I really don’t want to do anything else but write.
From the above explanation, one can clearly infer that I can’t even add.
Just how important, with just a couple classes to go, is this degree, really?
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
I go through cycles when blogging becomes much more important than school work, teaching, or other stuff in the lab. Then there are times when I seem to have a lot to say, but no time or words to really blog what’s on my mind.
I’d love to take a semester or two off from teaching *and* school, but the income and student loans make too much of a difference these days in such a high cost of living area like Maryland. Grrr!