So it turns out, no matter how hard I want to, no matter how hard I try, I simply haven’t got the ability to be in two places at once. My college overload coupled with the schedules of two grade-school boys and one kindergarten girl caused me to smack right into the reality of that shortcoming.
Abby is in kindergarten all day, Mon and Thursday, and on alternating Wednesdays. Except at our charter school, all the kids get out at 12:30 the first two Wednesdays of the month. Is that confusing enough? Add to that that I was supposed to be in school until 2:00 each day, 25 miles away from where my children would be waiting. I tried it for two days. It was an unmitigated disaster. I was in tears last night at 2 am, when I was still doing homework, that was due this morning, after I got out of my night class at 10 pm. Yeah. No kidding.
So I called my advisor this morning, and she got me in right away. We sat down, and it turns out to be a very good thing- she was able to drop the two classes that were requiring me to be at the main campus, and replace them with other classes I also needed that miraculously had some seats open up. And those classes are at the downtown campus, where I usually attend. Tender mercies.
So my course-load is now 16 units instead of 19. When I expressed concern, she asked if I was aware that 12 units is fulltime- I laughed. Yeah. I don’t have time for that. As soon as the changes were made and finalized, I felt like a boulder had been lifted from my shoulders and I could breathe again. It was the right thing to do. Sometimes, I guess it’s okay to acknowledge that I simply cannot do it all- no matter how hard I pressed my shoulder to that wheel.