I might be crazy.
This fall I…
- started a new job…
- crammed one third of one semester’s worth of MIT OpenCourseware’s Intro to Comp Sci class into one week…
- started Coursera’s Python class (a ten week online course)…
- started a Writing Skills Workshop offered by UC Berkeley Extension as part of their Post-Bac Certificate Program…
- joined a gym and started going two to four times a week…
- signed a lease on an apartment and moved all our stuff out of storage…
To say I’ve been busy is a bit of an understatement.
But I like to be busy. Inertia is bad for me. Once I stop, it’s hard for me to get started again. So, best to dive in and start swimming and not stop.
Still, at times I have found myself wondering what the hell I was thinking. It’s not like my job is a nine to five gig. I’m sort of never not working… Yet, balance is good and, since I can’t really talk about work, I need to have hobbies to talk about, right? Or is that just me rationalizing my crazy?
Whatever. Everyone else my age is busy raising kids. I have a wonderful hubby, but we decided not to have kids. Instead we have jobs and hobbies and certificates. We like certificates.
I am a Certified Supply Chain Professional through APICS, and I’m certified in Wine Fundamentals by the International Sommelier Guild. Why not work for a Post-Bac Certificate in Writing from UC Berkeley? I’d love it if my coding classes would earn me a certificate, but I’ll settle for being able to code…
Tonight I should be wrapping up my final paper for my Writing Skills Workshop (I’ll get to it when I’m done here…). I have only two weeks remaining in my Python class. I should be excited about wrapping things up and taking a little break from busy.
Instead, I just signed up for two more writing classes.
I told you. I may be crazy.
The first one doesn’t start until the end of January, so I’ll still have a break (maybe enough time to finish that MIT OpenCourseware class I started?). The second class only overlaps the first by a few weeks… it doesn’t start until mid-March. I seriously hope I don’t come to regret this moment of insanity…
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