It’s been a long while since I had anything to say. About anything really.
Since I no longer travel for a living, there’s not really all that much to report as far as day-to-day goings on are concerned. Sometimes this new path that I’m on (and despite the fact that it’s been 4 years it still feels new) feels very strange indeed. And sometimes it feels like everything that came before is a memory that belongs to someone else. Sometimes it takes looking at the pictures on our walls and the souvenirs in our display cabinet to make me realize that “oh yes, that did happen”.
But overall, life trundles along in a fairly contented series of events. After what feels like ages of unpredictability and very bad spirals, I can see light at the end of the tunnel – and I’m pretty sure it’s not on oncoming train!
For one thing, little Proudfoot has remained with us. I am stunned at how tough this little guy is. Just after we adopted him he contracted pneumonia- that should have been a death sentence for a pup his age! But no, he somehow shook it off and is back to trotting around after me, because obviously I need proper supervision before I complete any task!
And then there is the little fact that I’ve gone back to school.
For anyone keeping track, this will be…my third degree when its’ complete. I’m more than a little bit nervous about this to be honest. University…well it was hard enough when you’re in a traditional campus environment, when you had nothing else to really worry about *except* your coursework. But juggling a self-paced degree program plus day to day existence as a semi-functional adult? That’s been…a bit of a challenge.
Especially since the program for my Vet Tech degree is a college program, which means there are certain classes I must take that may not be directly related to the actual degree. One of those was English Comp (which I successfully challenged and didn’t have to take at all! Woot!) and then there’s…Business Math. Now, don’t get me wrong I knew going into this that math was going to be essential to this degree because it’s in the medical field. But THIS math class isn’t about that, at least not directly, THIS math class is basically 10th grade math all over again. And 10th grade math I very nearly failed the first time around. To say I have a mental block on dealing with fractions would be a severe understatement!
But I’m getting there. And every time I think I’m not going to get up this mountain, I look at Proudfoot, and I remember that in a very real way I’m doing this for him, and for others like him. And because of that, I will find it in my stubborn heart to tackle the damn fractions….