Is It Spring Break Yet?

No, I'm not complaining, just amazed at how much homework just two classes can create!  I have a HUGELY renewed respect for my two college girls who are going full-time and complain about their work load.  Now I get it - boy do I get it!  And, unfortunately all three of us have different spring breaks so there will be no little trips downtown or to our favorite, South Haven this spring for us to reconnect and renew our family spirit.

So, about school - a recent homework project of mine involved going online and to a furniture store (that we got in just in time as they were closing early because of one of our recent sleet downpours) to hand draw different types of furniture and to get all of their measurements.  It was an interesting assignment (that took me 5 hours to complete) as what I assumed an item to be judging by its name was no where near what it turned out to be.  My hand drawings left much to be desired with anything having claw feet looking more like it had the paws of a lion that was ready to up and run away and an office chair of a certain type ended up looking like the maid on the Jetsons, according to my loving critic of a husband.  While the process was tedious with a lot of erasing - ALOT of erasing, I learned so much from it!

I am enjoying the Fundamentals of Interior Design class much more and am learning A TON!  We have projects due in that class every week showing examples of what was taught in class and it gets more and more interesting as the weeks go on.  I really respect our teacher as she seems very skilled in this field and passionate about Interior Design.

So to close, I have to share that we are going through one of our business valleys as I write and we keep moving forward trusting that we are exactly where God wants us to be as we never get any whisperings or nudges otherwise.  And, the fact that this schooling idea came out of nowhere and picked up such steam, with doors flung wide open along the way that I could barely keep up that it, just had to be a God thing.  I am loving school and what I am learning so much and can so totally visualize our future with me designing our customer's kitchens and baths and having a showroom of fabulous cabinet displays that we just have to make it through this deep valley.  So if you wouldn't mind shooting up a prayer or two for new jobs and accepted jobs to come our way, I would be grateful!

I'm off to design a floor plan for a kitchen/living room as homework.  Also have a whole house space plan to rough draft this week.  The homework's piling up, but it's fun!

Blessings!

Tools of the Trade

Well here it is 2 weeks from my last post - where on earth did the time go?

So, as I expected, I'm really loving Design Studio, the Fundamentals of Design class . . . while I am definitely learning so much interesting information and about what I've known all along, that interior design is so much about psychology and how our homes/rooms make us feel, I am more a hands-on person, not a lecture person (is anyone a lecture person?).  As part of taking these classes, I felt the need to transform my former craft room into a design room.  I haven't been crafting lately, so this was a perfect time for this transition.  It's so cool and affirming when timing seems to line up perfectly like that.  This is turning the page to start a new chapter for sure!  We had to purchase quite a long list of supplies for the class and I also purchased a portable drafting board to work on since I can't hang out on campus using their drafting tables.  I was like a kid in a candy store, walking through the art store ticking items off my list.  I love the drafting board I picked out (and was thankful that I took time really thinking out what I wanted to purchase for this) as it is very sturdy and portable (which ended up being such a good thing last night for I had to completely redo my homework that took me 3 hours to complete after I realized I had added up my room measurements incorrectly and couldn't fit the required furniture into the room.  By that time, it was 10 at night and I wanted to be upstairs with the company of the TV, so just moved my operations upstairs and completed the work without a problem.  OY VEY!).

Due to my life-long love of office supplies, having to purchase these tools of the design trade just about gave me hives!

I have to say that I am absolutely LOVING going to school and what I'm going for.  While I had visions of my junior high art classes and how horribly I drew buildings and how slowly I had to work to get my not-so-great artwork even done, I am actually keeping up with the class and able to complete the homework we've been given so far.  I feel as comfortable in both of my classes as if I'd been with these groups of students for years.  It feels REALLY good to be in this setting at my age, the age where I finally really don't give a rats patooty about what people think of me, so I am not at all shy about asking for clarification on something or sharing a frustration about how difficult something was to do, etc..  I was so painfully self-conscious and shy when I was in school in my youth that it was a huge distraction and I didn't get far with my schooling.  I truly think it's backwards that kids at the age of 18 are supposed to have the faintest idea of what they want to do with their lives and the confidence to carry it off.  So much money is spent on college educations that these days seems to go straight down the drain.  UGH!

So, with the deep freeze coming again this week, I will bundle up in my boots and my neck warmer that turns into a hood (that Kylie promptly, with more than a hint of sarcasm told me was quite the fashion statement) and will make my trek across the parking lots and the campus with my college luggage full of my tools of the trade and my portfolio without a care in the world what anyone thinks of me - and boy will I enjoy it!

If any of you are considering heading back to school, whether it is to complete an unfinished degree, to start a new career or to further an existing career, I HIGHLY recommend it.  It's hard work to be sure, but so very rewarding and life giving!

First Mistake Could Have Been a Doozy!

I have made it through week one of school and, hey, I think I can actually handle this.  The day before I even started school I almost made what could have been a doozy of a mistake if my days weren't so flexible.  For some silly reason, I thought an "R" in the class schedules stood for Friday, and boy did I have my weeks perfectly figured out.  But after receiving an email from one of my teachers saying, "Classes will be starting this Thursday", I realized my error.  I am SO thankful for that email as I would have missed my first class with her and then made the trek out to Harper on Friday for no reason and wondered why on earth the class wasn't in session (or worse, been sitting for who knows how long in the wrong class that WAS being held at that time - that sure sounds like something I could have totally done).  Off to a great start, huh?!  Heavy sigh!

On the day of my first class, the weather was warmish (for January - it was hovering right around the freezing mark) and, thankfully, I left way early so I could be sure to find a good parking spot and find my way to class on time.  I got to school in 30 minutes, so that was great, and I headed to the lot I decided would be the best one to park in only to find MANY people milling around on foot in neon vests (and did I detect a bit of a smirk), there to tell us that, "Hahahaha, you silly fools, this fabulous lot is FULL, and I mean FULL - get to steppin'!"  So, I was directed to the next lot over that is of course, that much further from my class.  I find a spot, open my door to get out and see a swirling puddle of icky, oily slush that looked like it could have eaten me alive if I dared to step out into it (or at least would have for sure ruined by shoes).  I find another spot and get all settled to start the 1/4 mile trek (and I'm not exaggerating) to my class and immediately realize that this is NOT a day for cute shoes or cute hair.  It is winter humid out and windy, so any semblance of a decent hairdo I had going on would certainly be lost by the time I got into class.  As I walked, I realized how nervous I was and Satan was whispering a myriad of lies into my ears - "You're too old for this, you silly fool!  Who do you think you are, thinking you can go back to COLLEGE at this time in your life?  Your brain has become mush with motherhood, turn around while you still have a shred of dignity left - LOSER!!!"  Isn't it amazing how when we just might be onto something good in our lives, these lies seem to literally be shouting in our ears?  NOT GOING TO LISTEN, EVIL ONE - BE GONE!  I do have to admit that when I saw police people scooting around on Segways, the very real thought did come to mind, "Hmmm, wonder how I could become one of them instead.  I always DID want to learn how to ride a Segway".  OY VEY!

So, in my first class, Interior Design Studio, I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised to find that about 60% of the people in the class are middle-aged women just like me.  And, when I say "just like me", I mean it.  No fancy, artsy, design-type dressers (though there is one woman with tres funky glasses - note to self, get some cool glasses!), just a bunch of nice-seeming woman who were dressed nice, but not over the top.  Okay, I can do that.  The rest of the class was comprised of college-aged girls.  No guys in that class.  I found out that in this particular class, we will be drawing up room designs and layout boards.  What???!!!  I can't even draw beyond a stick figure, how on earth . . .???    But, after purchasing my drafting kit, I am realizing that so much is done with templates and, yes, perhaps I can really do this.  The teacher showed us some sample boards from the last semester and announced about the second one, "This one isn't as good" to which I asked what made it "not as good"? and she said it didn't have enough detail.  To my untrained eye, it looked really beautiful.  Wow do I have my work cut out for me!

Then, on Thursday, I started my Fundamentals of Interior Design class.  After my wonderful parking experience on Tuesday, I had looked at a map of the school and I did discover a different lot to park in and felt pretty cocky about it and that I would even get a spot close to the apparent path that leads to the far end of my building.  Ha!  Not only was there no spot close to the path, but no spot in that lot period and yet again, I had to park in an even farther lot from where I wanted to go.  Oh well.  Along the route to my building, there is an outside staircase of two flights of stairs down and instantly, the thought occurred to me, "Dang, I'm going to have to climb back up those steps on the way back to my distant lot".  I will for sure be getting my exercise out of this adventure!  Hopefully, this is all just part of the current weight-loss plan.

In this class, there were, by far, more college-aged kids than we older women, one of them being a young man and one of the girls, I recognized from Cary Grove.  Interesting.  I suddenly felt so much less self-assured than in my other class and after the teacher said we would be giving an oral presentation at the end of the semester, I just about broke out in hives.  Did I mention that I never completed an Associates Degree because I didn't take a speech class as I was MORTIFIED to stand up and give a speech.  Hope that fear has waned greatly!  The teacher asked us all to make hand-written nameplates on paper and mine was so wretched that I was already uber-exasperated.  I really do have quite a creative side, I just need to figure out how to blend it into this world of design.

So, week one is over.  I already have plenty of homework and reading to do, but I'm loving it all and am so far, still very excited!!!  In my second class, we were asked to say what our dream job is.  It felt REALLY good to say, "I hope to own my own Kitchen and Bath Design Showroom and Studio when I'm done with my schooling".  I hadn't actually verbalized that specific dream for this, but there it is, it's out there and I sure hope it's part of God's plan for me/us!

Thanks for sticking with me and reading this REALLY long post.  I promise from here on out, they won't be anywhere near this long.