I think that should be a title of a song one day. It should also be the title of the second biography if they ever have one about me.
The title of my first biography should be "I'm Not A Hopeless Case," inspired by U2's "Beautiful Day." There is a line in the middle refrain that ends with, "Teach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case." There's an explanation for that title, but that's for another blog post.
This time, I have 3 months down and still going. I don't hate my job like I did last time. I am content because I know I will be there for a while, all a while to get things going in life.
And I can say that things are getting along, although not without a fight.
I mentioned before that school had been delayed, not by my life but mainly by problems with the school. Now, I can finally say that I am at my final last two classes. Instead of just getting a Masters' degree, I am going to also get a Graduate Certificate in Human Resources. I am happy about that, but tired of having to fight for the little things that need to get done.
This also happened with buying a newer car. I knew it was going to be tough, I didn't think it would be two days of waiting, signing, and signing again. But I can't complain about the car, other than I hate the color. Unfortunately, I am not at the point in my professional life that I can say either it is my way or the highway.
But I am happy that goals are being accomplished and that having wheels has really helped me accomplish a lot in the few weeks I have had it. It's been a long time since I have had working wheels. It is nice to feel the freedom to go and do things without waiting in line to use someone else's car. Or not getting things done at all. Plus, I love singing and I love to sing when I drive. Yes, and practice makes perfect.
I am finishing up school, but I was almost a week late, which is quite late since I could not access my classes until the first week's assignment was due. I am pulling a 4.0 right now and I don't want anything to cause problems. I would like to leave the school with a 4.0. That is my goal.
I had to write a long and strongly worded letter to the administration about not getting into class. I was besides myself, not knowing what to do, because I was told that I could not continue my classes because of financing problems with my account, which were not brought up by me, but by the lack of communication with my advisor.
After I wrote the letter, I received a response and then, the next day, I was let into the classes. I felt like I won a big fight for once. I have actually been feeling pretty good about some of the barriers and confrontations I have been having. Either I win by being right, or I leave it alone and win. It's a win-win situation.
I have been weening myself off a paper calendar and working hard with my tablet. It's amazing what some of those apps can do. But there are some that I wish I knew how to create so I could have a better app to serve my needs.
I will be signing up for the local community college to take some classes I have always wanted to take. I also have to decide where I will continue my doctorate education. I have a lot in mind next year and if things go as well as they have so far, I might actually get things done for once.
