See, I’ve got an obsession with shiny, new things.  Everything from computers, to books, to college classes.  I’m scared the new will wear off and I’ll quit.  Again.

I’m good at quitting.  No, really, it’s okay.  I can be honest with myself.  Quitting and excuses are two things I excel at.  It makes finishing things I start very difficult.  Not impossible.  Nothing is impossible.  Just freeking hard.

So I’ve got myself a pretty English class (which the last time I tried I figured would be an easy A but ended being an easy D), a sparkly Psychology class, a Sociology class that gitters and idiot Math.  That one is kind of a a dull mud brown.  But it does have a new, still in the plastic, never opened CD ROM with an access code that belongs only to me.

Muddy Math is online but the rest are on campus.  Which scares the shit out of me.  Because I don’t like people I don’t know so much.  I like being in new places with people I don’t know even less.

But damn it – I really want to be a nurse.  For a myriad of reasons.  All of which are very good and most of which are private.  Not cause they are not good but because people I work with might read this blog.  Yikes!  One of the reasons has to do with retirement though.   Not mine but hubby’s.  And an RV- that is another reason.  It’s a good one.  Which maybe I’ll share.  Maybe not.

I *heart* my blog.