As I have already mentioned, I had started two classes on Labor Day this month. One in managerial accounting and the other in financing. My accounting class seems like a refresher course as there is some familiarity within the topics. It also feels like a prequel to my financing class and I wish I had it BEFORE my financing class and not side-by-side as I tend to get the two mixed up and have actually turned in one assignment for one class into the other.
Fortunately I have really good instructors in both classes who have been able to give me feedback right away instead of waiting until the end of the week as was the case with my last instructor who did announce ahead of time that his grading day is Sunday and that is it.
I am having the hardest time with the subject at hand. Valuation principals and investments and blah, blah, blah . . . One class asks me how a manager makes a decision (no, it isn't my managerial accounting, it's the other one . . . see what I mean) and so I look up all of these references for one class and end up using them for the other class.
Most of my accounting assignments have been in excel and so I don't have to have all those references in my back up file. When I am asked to write about a personal finance decision (wrong again - the 300 word project about personal financing is for the accounting class; it is the second part to be handed in along with the excel assignment) I am looking at all these words and definitions trying hard to apply it to my personal life, but they're all business words and I am not a business and I have absolutely no desire to be!
We make estimated guesses. We cannot predict the future. We can't control what downfall the economy may have to endure due to natural disasters. I have so many thoughts in my head and they are spilling over. I don't like the riled up emotion I feel when I am trying to answer the questions. Roland has always been able to separate business from personal life. Not me. I cannot keep my emotions out of it!
And then there is the scrapbook I had gone through that has triggered all sorts of thoughts. I knew I couldn't sit down and write just one post and do my assignments. So I broke my thoughts into several posts that still managed to beg for me to write them - and hey, why not? I couldn't focus on my assignments anyway. I'm not worried about failing the class. I've been getting As the entire time except for one class - with an instructor who would pass out virtual caramels - I was late turning in an assignment and so did not get full credit. I think I was taking two classes at that time also.
I feel fortunate that I had only one class in July and one class last mod. I don't know how I managed with the two classes that started on the day of Jeanie's funeral. I felt like I had been in a coma for three weeks. Perhaps that is the secret - have my subconscious take over. I just felt so tired I don't think it was possible to experience emotion. Since school started for Jenna, I've been neglecting the library also. I find it necessary to take a breather.