The Final Stretch

Yes... reading glasses on bottom... husband's sunglasses over them.
Doesn't everyone do that when they are a 47 year old student?
And go out with messy hair, of course.

I have two more online posts to make and one final paper to submit.  And then I'm done. 

Isn't it funny how you can feel finished... but so not.  Each time I sit to write my paper, I realize I still have so much to do.  I'm designing a career education and counselling program.  That's my final paper.  Given my experience and resources and tools, I thought this would be fairly easy.  Afterall, I work as a career transition consultant!

Well... it's not so easy for me.  I keep getting caught up in too much detail or not enough theory or wondering about things I don't know about but wanting to include them in my program.  Sheesh!  I seriously do not remember ever feeling this way in earlier years of study.  I just did my paper as requested.  I rarely, if ever, even asked the prof for clarification.  Well, I had to ask the prof two things already.

Maybe I was just really naive in my 20s.  And 30s.  I just didn't know what I didn't know, I suppose.  Now, I still don't know.  But I know I don't know.  So I have more questions. 

Confusing?

Yes, that's how I feel when I'm at my paper. 

I promised myself I'd have everything completed by 3:00 today.  Not going to happen.  Oh well.  I've stretched my mind all week and now I'm going to yoga and yoga dance tonight and I'm not going to worry about it until tomorrow. 

Isn't that funny too.... Friday nights were more about going to the 'Engineering Bash' in my early-20s.... not yoga. 

I've needed to keep a sense of humor to get through some days.  I was challenged for sure.  It's been good for me.  I'm not sure how good it's been for my husband and youngest daughter.

#the47yearoldstudent #almostover #itsbeenastretch