Sniffle

Something absolutely terrible has happened over the last two weeks.  I have developed allergies.

I’ve never been allergic to anything in my life.  I’ve never even gotten poison ivy, despite walking through patches of it in shorts.  Yet for some reason, I am suddenly terrible allergic to…something.  I am constantly sneezing, runny nose, itchy eyes, even kind of blurred vision at times (I never really understood that part of the Claritan commercial).  I started taking a claritan knock-off, but supposedly those wimpy little pills will take a few more days to kick in.  Also, the ones I’m taking expired 8 months ago, but I’m guessing their still ok.

Seriously, this had better be something highly seasonal in the air, or I’m moving to Antarctica.

backpacks and stuff

I started school again this week, this time on kind of a down note.  One of my two planned classes was a statistics class for economists.  Which covered material I’ve already had three separate times in college.  Going over it a fourth time did not seem like a worthy use of tuition.

This led me to spent the better part of the week changing up my schedule, petitioning various people more important than me and generally pondering, completing with looming deadline, how I want to spend the next few years of my life.  Verdict was that I would get transfer credit for the stats class and completely revamp my schedule, with the aim of finishing up my econ masters this coming summer, a year and a half earlier than planned.  This will enable me to either be much better at my current job (being technically self employed, this is important) or to get a job I really want.  I hope.  Then after next summer, I ‘ll only have two more years of night classes  until I get my environmental degree.  Whee!

The last part, the two years of a few night classes a week, isn’t really a problem.  What concerns me is the next 9 months, taking 7 graduate level econ course while working 30 hours a week and dong an increasingly time consuming volunteer job, and attempting to spend some level of time with the girlfriend, and the family, and showering once and a while.  I’m being whiny because its 7 am on a saturday and I’m writing this to wake up before getting some work done.

Oh yeah – $420 for books this semester.  The best thing about econ students is that they always resell their books, making textbook shopping a bit easier on the wallet.