Seventeen weeks

I think I'm gaining a real appreciation for a number of things here.

For one thing, I am so glad that my career doesn't require either a) certification, or b) mandatory classes to retain one's certification. (What would I take, Remedial Creativity?) Deborah, on the other hand, does. She needs 6 more credit hours before she can renew her teaching license. So, tonight she left for the first class in Fort Wayne; Methods of Language Learning or something along those lines. Interestingly, its billed as both a 400-level (college senior) and as a graduate-level course. Same students, classroom discussion, etc., but different requirements and paper lengths. Since Deborah has no desire to get her Master's in anything, she's doing it as the 400-level course, which is plenty to regain her certification. You could, ostensibly, take underwater basket weaving if it actually applied to the subject you were teaching, such as elementary arts & crafts.

Another thing I'm starting to appreciate is just how active my kids are during those times when I'd normally be off at work. Yikes. I thought I'd have some time to get a few things done while I was home. Hah!

I'm pooped. And we have 16 weeks to go...