I'm only taking two classes, but they equal six credits and I just can't manage that right now.
Part of me is very relieved and a part of me feels like a failure.
I never dropped a class in college this far in. I remember dropping an art history class that was just way over my head. I wasn't an art major and it was more than I could take. Any time I made a change in my schedule, which was basically never, I did it within the first couple classes. This time, I'm nearly through the spring semester and am going to loose a lot of money on tuition and books. That sucks.
But it's better than getting Fs, which is what I was heading for.
With wedding planning, house renovations, travel for work, a new puppy... my time was just too scarce. This upsets me also because if I'm going to ever make a career change I need to get these classes done. I have an entirely new degree to earn and at the pace of one or two classes a semester I'll be 40 by the time I get my own classroom.
But I was three papers behind in one class and who knows how far behind in the other class. I haven't looked at it in a while.
So, here I am. A beauty school drop out (name that movie!). Ok, I wasn't going to beauty school I just couldn't resist that Grease reference.