Oh, GRACIOUS! What have I done NOW???

note: this is the first installment of a saga.

It all started innocently enough.

I needed a particular image for a little craft project and I needed it hand-drawn. I gave it my best shot- and wasn't pleased. My goodness! If I took a drawing class I might could get it at least to look half way like what it represented!

Hmmm..... maybe I should just sign up for a class?!

Uh-oh!

Somebody should have STOPPED ME!

I'm going to live to regret this! I just KNOW IT!

Since there is no local hobby store, I took myself up to the local University. To take the drawing class, I had to enroll for the course. To get enrolled, I had to be readmitted. To be readmitted meant they had to dig out my old transcript. OUCH! No- no one was injured in the registrar's office! And, the file wasn't 6-feet under like it should have been! But, it's UGLY!

Suffice it to say.... all this just to draw an ELK is over-board as usual!

I am now taking not one but TWO classes for the Summer II semester and neither are drawing! It's only offered in the Fall. Duh.

But, the classes I'm taking are fun! Well, sort-of. They might be.

WHAT??? Why AM I doing this? Oh- yeah. I remember now. The elk.

I thought to self- "Self, might be a good idea to see if you can even endure sitting through class period FIRST!".... that's when I signed up for an advanced English course on American women authors. Turns out- that's only an option for grad- students AND as it's a TBA topic during the summer and the instructor decided on African-American lit instead. UGH. Well... not exactly what I had in mind.

Back to the "drawing board" (pun intended!). Okay... I'll take one of those Mickey Mouse courses (required) and therefore mundane in my thinking. Why, OH WHY do I keep doing that??? THINKING??? You can bet trouble is looming. After reviewing the schedule- I opted for Oral Communications (3 hours) and Life Fitness Concepts (1 hour credit) thinking "this'll be a piece of cake".

OH MY LORD! I think I'm going to be sick! 'er... no... I AM SICK! Sure enough. I got so intimidated after the first class and listening to all his expectations of what all we'd have to cram into four weeks, preparing and giving speechs and taking tests that I had to excuse myself. I had fully expected (and given him notice) that my leg would dictate just how long I could sit still and might have to be allowed to "walk it off"- who knew this other (IBS) would flare?

Classic.

The original project was insignificant.... the preparation time with hurdles to conquer before even beginning to see the results will take weeks if I can endure. I'm turning into my mother AND I'm going to have to take medicine just to get through it!

I only hope it's worth it! After the fourth day- I'm finally getting "in the groove" of being a student. Even took my first exam yesterday!

This could be fun... even if I'm little scared.