Baby Steps

Midterms are coming. BU is in a state of

Thanks to the massive amounts of snow days that seem to always fall on Mondays and Tuesdays and the changeover of faculty of our Wednesday class (that was something) - the phrase "falling behind" is an understatement. We are in the middle of our sixth week of school but actually working on the third week of most syllabuses. This should mean that we cancel the midterms, right? 

No. Of course not. We should instead cram as much as we can in before the midterm. Because logic. Luckily, some of my midterms are more project based than test based, but it doesn't reduce the stress.

Of course, now that we have scooped away the snow that has not refrozen into deadly black ice and moved it to an unknown location (I have suspicions they are adding to Mt. MIT), things are only picking up speed.

Practicum hours? Sure - I'll come every day of the week I'm not working. Readings for classes? Yeah, 300 pages each class is no challenge at all. Projects due next week? Sure - I mean I'm gone from 6 AM to 9 PM every day, but there's hours I'm not using in there. Who needs sleep?

I know that this will all pay off one day. It's not only the knowledge from the class itself, but what to do when chaos is the size of a F5 tornado. How do you handle a class that has not had a full week of school in over a month? How do you manage time with practically no time? 

Schema people! That's what this semester is all about! Schema of life deciding to throw curve balls at you when you are just trying to figure out how to hold the bat. 

There are many people in the same boat as me. Some of us will become great teachers because we are able to put on our big girl rain boots and trudge through the yuck - and some of us won't. This stress - this winter history in the making - will be laughable some day. It will be an encouragement to others and a reminder to ourselves that if this is the worst thing in our life story, we can make it through anything.

So, yeah, I am typing this post a bit blurry-eyed, exhausted, and sore - but one day I will reread this and laugh. I will remember the struggles and make the connections of how God used those to create some crazy future success story.

Today - I will just put one foot in front of the other. I will take the necessary steps to make it through, and then a few more to grown on. Why? Because I have two choices. To sit here and wallow or to push myself to become stronger. And I chose the latter. 

Until next time,

Kaity

Winter Blues

I have realized that I am a good week behind on my posting, but to be fair there's not much to say. Why? Because there's just more snow.

More snow and more cancellations and still no Monday class.

Boston, this winter, has managed to break hundred year old records when it comes to the amount of snow fallen in the past few weeks. So far we have had six days of class canceled and public schools will not be released for summer break until June 30th.Winter has be atrocious, and, according to the news, there's only more to come.

Three weeks ago when the first blizzard came, I'll admit, I was a bit excited. Real snow that would stick and be more than an inch deep! A belated white Christmas, but it would make for some nice pictures. That first week was kindof fun - and I played quite a bit in the snow.

Then it happened again. And again.

It became quite predicable. Sunday night the storms would roll in, we'd get an email that school was closed on Monday, and then we would all just relax. Sometimes we'd even get a Tuesday cancellation. Everything would function again for Wednesday, the snow piles growing higher and browner and then, inevitably, another storm to cover everything once more.

I'm sick of it. Snow is not pretty, it's a nuisance. It screws up everything from traveling to work to practicum hours and makes you horribly sleepy. (Or maybe that part is just me.) I miss my Texas 9 by 5 snow. I miss being able to walk on a sidewalk and not awkwardly balance my way across.

But this is the life I have chosen. I was hoping for a bit of time to ease into winters - but you don't learn to swim by standing in the shallow end.

I'm just counting down the days until Spring - although I'm not too positive when that is.

Until next time,

Kaity