Though I was pretty sure I knew where I needed to go and how to get there, I like to be prepared. So after work on Wednesday, I began my mission. In addition to knowing exactly where I’ll need to go on Monday, I would also be able to figure out approximately how long it takes me to get to the location in rush hour traffic after work.
I arrived at the location in a decent amount of time—about twenty minutes—and it was exactly where I had expected it to be. However, I soon realized that I had picked the wrong day for my mission. Minnesota was experiencing a dense fog on this particular day. As I navigated the streets, it was like driving through a cloud. One that was so heavy and tired that it needed to rest on the ground for a minute, and apparently, said cloud found the twin cities metro area to be quite comfortable. In other words, visibility sucked.
As a result of the cloud’s laziness, I could not see the buildings on this business’ large campus, nor could I determine which of the half dozen driveways and parking lots on the campus would lead to the correct building. A map the school had emailed highlighted a couple designated visitor parking areas, which I determined meant that students were to utilize said parking areas. Tired from a long day of work, and mirroring the cloud’s somnolence, I made no attempt to find them.
Also I didn’t have the map with me, because I’m super smart like that, and I wasn’t in the mood to try to navigate through the traffic created by the max exodus of the business’ employees leaving work for the day. Not that I’m trying to make excuses. (Well, maybe I am. Just a little tiny bit.) So, mission partially accomplished (but mostly not), I headed home. Hopefully I’ll be able to figure out where I need to be relatively quickly tomorrow.
Despite my lack of enthusiasm for the subject matter, I am excited to get back into classes again. My friend, Mel, who’s been in a couple classes with me now, will be suffering through this class with me. Mel had planned on taking two other classes this semester; but, when she found out during a discussion we had in English class that I planned to take Geology this semester, she switched her schedule around at the last minute in order to take it with me. At least now I know that I’ll have a cool, intelligent, and hard working lab partner.
Mondays typically see me exhausted and just wanting to get home, so I’m not a fan of having class on a Monday night. Because of stupid Daylight Savings Time, tomorrow is just about the worst day for class to start. I hate losing an hour of the weekend, and it always takes me a few days to a week to catch up with the time change. I am going to be completely exhausted tomorrow, but it should be okay. I’m banking on the fact that the first class will be mostly administrative stuff—going over the syllabus and all that—so it shouldn’t matter if I’m not as attentive as I could be.
I paged through my textbooks a little bit today as I got my school bag ready to go for tomorrow, and my brief review just confirmed that this class is not going to be a fun one for me. That’s okay, because I know that I’m not going to enjoy every single class I have to take. Though classes are a lot easier when you enjoy them, I’ll get through this. I’m most likely going to have every single second of it, but maybe (hopefully) it will give me some fun stories to tell you, dear reader. I just need to remember that it’s only eight weeks. Hopefully it goes by quickly! Wish me luck!!