lucky stars

This blog has somehow turned into a chick blog so let me move onto other topics. Although I loooove my chicks, I'll return to them at a later point.

I had a long summer vacation. Everyone thought I was so lucky. I didn't enjoy it at all. I couldn't concentrate, and I wasted everyday. I barely painted. I became a hermit. With the education budget cuts, I was sitting around all summer wondering whether I was going to survive each month. My savings were dwindling, and I was getting nervous. I had one Design & Color class scheduled for the fall semester, but one class wasn't much. To make things worse, I had to turn down two class offers because they conflicted with the schedule of this one class. Frustration led to resignation so I decided to turn my attention elsewhere. This led to my obsession with gardening, the chicken and exercise. (I am on Day 34 of P90X, by the way. I will write more about that later.) I was turning inward, focusing on myself and daily comforts. Some might describe it as a dying insect with curling limbs.

Finally a couple weeks ago, I got an email from the Assistant Dean - three Color Theory classes, yes! Things would be tight, but I could figure things out. Then, last week, I got a late night phone call from the department chair, one Painting class, do you want it? Thank you!

I'm one of the lucky few, and sometimes I'm amazed that I've been this lucky so far. The next few months will be busy and possibly cranky, but I'm stocking up for the long hard winter.