Time to do it all again

So.

I got a 4.0 spring semester.

Yes, I was stoked, seeing as how these were my highest level English classes. I have *ONE* more required class for my Major coursework. Woot.

Summer semester was supposed to be super fun and exciting. I was signed up for Shakespeare (which is my last required class) and American Nature Writers, which was essentially a fun-filled week of river-rafting and hiking in Moab coupled with a writing portfolio for three credits.

That class got cancelled because only two people signed up for it. I was very bummed out, to say the least.

So I had to hurry and figure out another class to take. I decided on Ancient/Medieval History because A) It was an 1100 class online, which I hoped would make it easy and B) It is a subject I feel seriously lacking in as far as my general knowledge of the world goes.

That class begins today (Shakespeare begins the end of June). Yeah, I got a week off.

When I saw the syllabus I started groaning. Nope. Not going to be an easy class. DH took one look at the required coursework and said, "Hurry, drop it and pick something else."

And the old me probably would have.

But the new me really wants to know this information. School, now, is about more than finishing. It really is about learning. So while spring semester was really tough scheduling-wise and required a ton of critical thinking, summer semester is going to be chock full of reading, reading and more reading, with a hefty smattering of exams and papers added to the mix.

Bring. It. On.

And may my children forgive me.