Every semester brings with it new challenges. I still work on goals from the previous semester, although "grow up" still hasn't gotten any closer to being achieved (maturity in humor sinks to new lows). I'm not sure why this semester has felt so awkward and like I'm fighting everything to stay upright, but it has.
Some might say that surgery has some influence on that, and I'd say they're probably right. Monday, the long day, was positively brutal! The rest of the week has been recovering from that. But the week has had its hiden joys, like joking with professors, learning new things, discussing disability issues and making snarky remarks about almost everything. It's just more challenging than I expected.
I suppose the cold has an influence on that. Speaking of cold, does anyone remember what company sells doggy boots that are recommended for working with guides? 'Cause I sure don't, and Julio doesn't like the cold snow on his paws. Can't say I blame him there.
I've got a tentative class schedule for
figured out. I forgot to put breathing on that schedule.
That's all the news from here. More interesting post later.