11/16/07
When I read my horoscope I usually don't take it literally. These things are all in fun. Or are they? Today's Pisces horoscope was accurate. Actually, I get two horoscopes each day..... and both were good warnings of what my day would hold.....
Pisces Fortune Cookie for November 16:
A pleasant surprise will fall into your lap today.
Here is your Pisces horoscope for Friday, November 16:
Slow down and give yourself time to relax -- you know you deserve it! If kids or clients are barking at you, just throw them a bone and chill for a while. You can get back to them later on.
Now the story.
I was riding the bus to school this morning. Usually by the time we get to downtown the bus is full. The last guy boarded the bus. The only empty seat on the bus was next to mine. He started walking down the aisle, when the bus started moving. He continued to stagger down the aisle towards the empty seat. The bus turned the corner to head East onto Central.... and the man was thrown onto my lap. He tried to get up and again fell back onto my lap. Finally he was able to sit.
I heard the guy across the aisle laughing (apparently a friend of this man's) The friend said, "Don't you usually introduce yourself to a lady first, before you sit on her lap."
I turned to the guy and said, "Hi, I'm Tina." He told me his name and we shook hands.... then he said, "It has probably been a while since a man sat on your lap." I smiled and raised my eyebrows. He started over, "It has probably been a while since a strange man fell into your lap."
I replied, "There's a first time for everything."
We talked the rest of the ride to the university. He is also an older, non-traditional student. Majoring in Physics.... and he has beautiful blue eyes.
Now... what about the dogs in the other horrorscope (Yes. I did mean horrorscope....)
After work, while I was driving to pick El Jay up, I had two little dogs run across the road in front of my car. First going left to right. I slowed down and they safely went across the street, but then... I guess... because I didn't see them... they turned around and dashed back across the road... I felt a thump...I guess they got under the car... and my left rear tire ran over one of them.... I looked in my rearview mirror and one dog was lying in the middle of the road and the other dog was standing next to it.... I turned around and went back, but someone else had stopped and was moving the dog to the side of the road.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Back To School
(Originally posted on 8/8/07)
In 12 -days, if no more obstacles creep into my path, I will be a full-time student again. After nearly 25-years, I am going back to college to complete a Bachelor’s degree. In May I made the decision to do this. I wanted to. I had been pondering returning to school, but I was so afraid to take this step.
It was about that time that two men I had met online told me I wasn’t their type. One said that I was not a finisher. The other said I lived off of my excuses. Suddenly I knew I could do this. I knew I didn’t have a choice.
It hasn’t been easy. The process is complicated. It will mean many sacrifices in the next three years. It seems that every time I figure out one thing, another stumbling block springs into my path. I have nearly given up so many times…. But I am not a quitter. I am a finisher!
Today… I was already at that place where I feel myself crumbling under the stress of life in general. I discovered another problem that I would need to fix before I could start school in 12 -days… I was sent first to one office on campus, then to another, then I had to talk to someone who sent me to another office, where I was told the person I needed to talk to was not in the office for the rest of the day and her assistant was at lunch. However, in this office, I was told that I could not register until I had attended Freshman Orientation, and the only one remaining is all day on the 17th.
At that point I had to be at work in 30-minutes, and I felt drained. In many ways as I turned and walked out of that office, I “threw in the towel.” I felt so empty. Alone. Isolated. Angry. As I walked, I let the ears flow down my cheeks. I ended up at the duck pond where I sat on a low wall and starred off into space. Part of me was fighting the tears. People would see. I’d go to work with red eyes and a swollen face. The rest of me didn’t care who saw or what I looked like. Part of me, most of me, was saying it was time to give up. I wondered if God heard my prayers. I wondered WHAT it is HE wants me to do… if not this… than what? And I prayed.
I got to work. It was nice to be busy and not think about my problems. After a while, I saw my boss. I asked for Friday, the 17th off to attend orientation. He was amazed that I would need to do that. He asked if there were any other options. He really couldn’t let me have that Friday off.
I was only working 5-hours today, so I wasn’t scheduled for a lunch, but I took a chance and asked my boss if I could take an hour to go back and try to get better answers. He said ok, if it meant I could work the 17th.
It went back to the last office I had been to. The woman who wasn’t suppose to be there, was back. Her meetings had finished early and she agreed to see me without an appointment. We talked. She agreed that this was a special circumstance and I will get a mini-orientation, one-on-one with her tomorrow before I go to work.
Before that though, I had to meet with an academic advisor in the admissions office, and I had to go to another office to sign something. The person I need to talk with in admission was available. We studied three options for my major and I ruled out getting a degree in Elementary Education. She recommended I go to the Communications Department to see an advisor there, so I would know if that was the direction I wanted to go. And to figure out what classes I needed to take at this time.
I hurried across campus to the Communications and Journalism building, saw an advisor, and changed my major to Public Relations…. And I somehow, got all of this done in an hour!
I am drained, but in a sleepy way tonight. I have a feeling of contentment and satisfaction. And I feel my prayers were heard and angels sent to clear the path before me.
In 12 -days, if no more obstacles creep into my path, I will be a full-time student again. After nearly 25-years, I am going back to college to complete a Bachelor’s degree. In May I made the decision to do this. I wanted to. I had been pondering returning to school, but I was so afraid to take this step.
It was about that time that two men I had met online told me I wasn’t their type. One said that I was not a finisher. The other said I lived off of my excuses. Suddenly I knew I could do this. I knew I didn’t have a choice.
It hasn’t been easy. The process is complicated. It will mean many sacrifices in the next three years. It seems that every time I figure out one thing, another stumbling block springs into my path. I have nearly given up so many times…. But I am not a quitter. I am a finisher!
Today… I was already at that place where I feel myself crumbling under the stress of life in general. I discovered another problem that I would need to fix before I could start school in 12 -days… I was sent first to one office on campus, then to another, then I had to talk to someone who sent me to another office, where I was told the person I needed to talk to was not in the office for the rest of the day and her assistant was at lunch. However, in this office, I was told that I could not register until I had attended Freshman Orientation, and the only one remaining is all day on the 17th.
At that point I had to be at work in 30-minutes, and I felt drained. In many ways as I turned and walked out of that office, I “threw in the towel.” I felt so empty. Alone. Isolated. Angry. As I walked, I let the ears flow down my cheeks. I ended up at the duck pond where I sat on a low wall and starred off into space. Part of me was fighting the tears. People would see. I’d go to work with red eyes and a swollen face. The rest of me didn’t care who saw or what I looked like. Part of me, most of me, was saying it was time to give up. I wondered if God heard my prayers. I wondered WHAT it is HE wants me to do… if not this… than what? And I prayed.
I got to work. It was nice to be busy and not think about my problems. After a while, I saw my boss. I asked for Friday, the 17th off to attend orientation. He was amazed that I would need to do that. He asked if there were any other options. He really couldn’t let me have that Friday off.
I was only working 5-hours today, so I wasn’t scheduled for a lunch, but I took a chance and asked my boss if I could take an hour to go back and try to get better answers. He said ok, if it meant I could work the 17th.
It went back to the last office I had been to. The woman who wasn’t suppose to be there, was back. Her meetings had finished early and she agreed to see me without an appointment. We talked. She agreed that this was a special circumstance and I will get a mini-orientation, one-on-one with her tomorrow before I go to work.
Before that though, I had to meet with an academic advisor in the admissions office, and I had to go to another office to sign something. The person I need to talk with in admission was available. We studied three options for my major and I ruled out getting a degree in Elementary Education. She recommended I go to the Communications Department to see an advisor there, so I would know if that was the direction I wanted to go. And to figure out what classes I needed to take at this time.
I hurried across campus to the Communications and Journalism building, saw an advisor, and changed my major to Public Relations…. And I somehow, got all of this done in an hour!
I am drained, but in a sleepy way tonight. I have a feeling of contentment and satisfaction. And I feel my prayers were heard and angels sent to clear the path before me.
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