inconceivable

i can scratch another class off my program list at the university of phoenix.

2 down, 10 more to go.

it seems as though 2 might not be a huge accomplishment, but it is considering that every night i threatened to quit. i would stress and squirm and spend hours on end trying to come up with something substantial to post in my class forum and all i could think was, i'm calling my counselor in the morning. i'm done.

yet somehow, it just never happened. it's reminiscent of westley and the dread pirate roberts . . .

"good night, [UoP]. good work. sleep well. i'll most likely kill you in the morning."

so, i'm still plugging away. the bad news is, this 3rd class has a work load that is the heaviest i've encountered so far. the class of insanity, if you will. last night i opened up my syllabus and my heart sank lower and lower as i read on about this paper and that assignment and the many hours i would spend on PSYCH538 in the next 6 weeks. so i logged out and went to bed with my kids. at 8:30pm. as though i had the luxury. but what i didn't do was consider quitting.

that's a step in the right direction. i think.