Today I met two more of my previously unknown teachers, neither of which wanted me make me gnash my teeth and pull out my hair immediately upon their first words, which was the case with my English teacher last year. No other decision will be made until they’ve had more of a chance to show their colors.
Today, we learned how to put on and take off gloves. It’s more fun to say it that way than to explain we were practicing sterile procedures, of the sort used in operating rooms. We will rarely need to use this information—“clean” being much more standard than “sterile”—but it is a good thing to know. I suppose.
Also today, my psychology teacher from last year finally emailed me back about my grades, and this has all the same stench as the last time I tried to sort out a returns fiasco with a clothing store. In other words, it ain’t over yet, but there is still some hope I can settle it.
Today the rest of my books were delivered, including the ones that I inadvertently FORGOT to order, and ordered at a later date when I caught my error.
Today seemed like it was several days’ worth of school, not one. Back to back to back classes make you feel like you’re in a time warp.
I am feeling better about school than I was, say, yesterday, but I must confess I still feel rather anxious or apprehensive. I’ve yet to shake the feeling that this is going to be an ugly 4 months. . .but I’m doing a better job at living in the moment and not pre-living every stressful thought.
I rather suspect it will always be easiest for me to stay within my “word limit” on Wednesdays. . .