Good news: Got my award letter, and I'm finally registered for 2 classes starting late this month. Online Associate of Liberal Arts degree, here I come. It'll likely take me 3 years or more studying part-time while I continue to work, but it's better than the alternative. I'm excited, and it's the first step on a long path that ends with me having a more enjoyable career and a better salary.
Not-so-good news: Don't get to keep leftover grant money from the government. That's a downer. I could have used it, since I'm close to 3 grand down thanks to an ex who did not make paying child support or loans and bills from the marriage a priority. It's amazing to me that I can survive and support my son on what is very literally less than half of his monthly salary, while he is so broke that he can barely make ends meet. Of course, I have been strict and responsible with my money because my son and I's comfort and stability depend on it. He apparently attempted to plug the void in his life by throwing money at it, and is now in dire financial straits. I'm not going to comment on his reasons, though I'm sure he had many. Whatever they were, they don't excuse irresponsibility with money that leads to nonpayment of child support.
Phew! I got a little more in-depth there than I intended to. Strong feelings there, which I don't address too much here.
Bad news: Today, I don't have any! (Knock on wood.) I really could use a positive turn in my life now, because things have been extremely difficult these past few months. I've cried and freaked out and I am only still here and stable thanks to a select handful of good friends and one fantastic guy who I may just finally start to write about here. He deserves mentions.
Wait; I got preoccupied and forgot to start the 100 pushups challenge! That's bad-ish news, right? I'll have to wait until next week to begin. I have my heart set on this being a M-W-F thing.
Labels: 100 pushups, Dammit, Errata
