Back from the land of the dead. Sick Dad, sick kids, sick ME – in that order.
I missed the last week of classes, but did manage to attend the official “last day of class”.
I have two more exams to take, and I want to go take ‘em and get ‘em out of the way BUT!!!!! I’m not prepared. It’s driving me slightly insane.
The good news is – the History exam is from post WWII to present day. Since I was alive (and aware of the news) at LEAST 10 years before my classmates, this gives me a slight leg up – at least on the non-continuing education students.
The Psych exam, however – is going to kick my @$$ much as the others have done. For some reason, taking the Psych exams trigger my anxiety harder than any others I’ve taken thus far.
Which brings to something of an abrupt segue for me. I wanted to major in psychology and eventually be a counsellor. HOWEVER, I’m learning that I’m not “analytical enough”. In order to provide quality of care, the answers provided by the patient must be quantified, qualified, and pigeonholed. I just don’t happen to follow that belief to the degree necessary for an eventual doctorate in psych.
Specifically: two patients say “I saw a dog today”. They both describe a furry animal with four legs that barks, right? One patient saw a long-haired terrier in a woman’s purse at the airport and was able to play with the dog while waiting. The other patient was threatened by a vicious pitbull barking and lunging at her.
Yes, I know I’m oversimplifying things. I tend to do that with one kid bringing me weeble people ™ and one kid yelling “I want to play MY PUPPY GAME!”.
And besides, I have 3 chapters in History to read, another 4 in Psych, AND do my usual household stuff. (Today it’s laundry, moving the office equipment around AGAIN, grocery shopping, and sorting through/storing toys.)
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