From Under the Rubble

  Life is going at full-throttle again.   I keep telling myself that a year from now things will be easier and the only reason I think that is because I won’t be in school any more.   So, maybe it will be easier.   But I’ll be working – so maybe not. Normally, it seems like our professors “ease” us into our classes.  Not this time.  Both are lit classes and both have copious amounts of work.  For  this week, alone, I had to read Hamlet, The Rover, the Illiad, and Ducitus.  Not only do you have to read, but then you have discussion questions and responses and then you have papers to submit on each…it’s killing me.  And then you do the same thing the following week and the next – for 8 weeks!  On the other hand, I am getting a crash course in all these great classics I probably should have studied long before now.  And so far, I’m acing everything.  My one professor is especially effusive in his praise.  I suspect that I answer things more in depth than a lot of my classmates. 

Jan. 2, 2018 Ahh…a new year.  Although, 2017 wasn’t a bad one – just a busy one.  I have seen so many people on Facebook commenting about what an awful year 2017 was and how happy they are to close the books on it and I wonder if that has just become a popular, negative attitude to take since it was Trump’s first year in office, as well as the natural disasters that did occur – wildfires, hurricanes, etc.  I for, one, am happy to turn the calendar to 2018 simply because I like the number 18 better than the number 17! It is currently -15 below outside with a “feels” like temp of -30.  It’s been that way for a few days now.  Tomorrow the kids go back to school.  It’s supposed to get up to 11 tomorrow, but I am wondering if there will be a 2 hour delay.  I was supposed to take Ben to Genesis this morning and then I had an appointment to get my key cylinder replaced at the KIA dealership.  But I cancelled both because it’s hard for my van to move in this weather and because there