I feel like my mind has expanded 100-fold in just a few short weeks.
Expect the unexpected.
Sometimes it pays to use the more expensive parking, even though I've already paid for the student commuter lot.
After all the technical difficulties I had getting ready for a PowerPoint presentation, the last was the short-circuit in my brain that incorrectly computed the time I needed to leave home for a class that I have already gone to several times. Hence the expensive parking to get to class on time.
I really can
a. do homework
d. watch flashy PowerPoints
e. listen to music
f. sort the laundry
even with a splitting headache, but it's not easy.
But I can't do dishes, make dinner, or vacuum.
I saw a car that had a school plate--football is a huge thing here and it's quite common to see them--but this one had a plate that said MRSBOB. (name changed to protect the innocent.) My reaction was that I would never do that. I love my husband but I am not just MRS somebody. Besides, my husband's name is too long to fit on a plate with MRS on there too.
What kind of person drives that car? I found myself making up scenarios in my mind.
- How many of us know exactly what our license plate says? I always did, but for some reason the latest one doesn't stick in my head.
- If I personalized a plate, what would I put on it? What would you?
I also wonder...will I still feel a little bit wacky and wry after my Excedrin and Coke (the drink not the drug) wears off? Probably.
I certainly don't have time for projects and crafts, so this blog may be all about school for a while.