So today was the first day of my online class, Principles of Marketing, and I didn’t even go online.
I tried, really I did.
I have been up since 6:45 am and now at 10:00 pm I am just finishing working and drinking “a” glass of wine and listening to singles from Bronson Arroyo’s “Covering the Bases” album on You Tube. (Don’t ask why, but It’s actually pretty good).
I have been working like a crazy person all day and after no less than 5 hours of conference calls, 2 hours of fire drills and countless hours of spreadsheets, action plans and meeting scheduling, I am finally catching my breath. The last thing I want to do is jump on line, act like a freshmen and start studying. Sorry. I know more dedicated students would probably pull an all nighter and start reading chapters and working on the new class, but I have to tell you ‘relentless diligence’ is not my middle name… it’s just ‘Yvette’.
My plan is to dig into this class tomorrow. Yes, Scarlett, I know that sounds cliché, but it’s all I have for right now. I consider the fact that I am blogging about my failure to kick the semester off with a blast as the proper motivation to not be a slacker just because it’s an online class and not a traditional classroom setting. After all, if I do poorly, I will have to share it with my legions of chasingwonderwoman.com fans – – all four of you who follow my blog! The horrors!
Adding to my predicament is that this weekend I am booked solid…. I have a 5 hour hair appointment (black women never spend less than 5 hours in the hair salon, especially on a Saturday); two birthday parties, one work-related going away party, one Wine Fest, and one housewarming party. I am NEVER this busy – – never. Most weekends, I plan diligently how to not watch too much TV and not drink too much wine so that it doesn’t appear I have a problem with either. I carefully monitor the amount of time I spend wallowing in post break-up self pitidom and I balance it with contemplating ways I would spend lottery winnings that will likely never come my way because I don’t buy tickets. That’s typically how I spend my weekends. Now on the debut of the spring semester, I am faced with a work load that is exploding and a social life that appears to be turning the corner… if this is any indication of what the next three months are going to look like, then it will be an interesting ride.
When I woke up this morning, I was thinking about what I was going to write in my blog. Am I the only person that lies in bed and makes numerous plans for the day, most of which never transpire? Well, my morning musings included a truly wonderful, prophetic message to share with everyone about not getting disheartened and following your path. It honestly was going to be great; I had quotes and jokes and clever phrases I was going to include. Now at 11pm at night with””three” glasses of wine and 12 hours of work guiding my fingertips, all I can offer in the way of advice is to stay warm, drink more wine, and don’t take yourself too seriously – it will all be there in the morning, when you wake up and re-invent your day all over again.
Oh and PS, if you haven’t checked out Bronson Arroyo, you should, he’s pretty cool. Thanks SB for tipping me off and see you at the birthday party.