It’s over. I got up this morning thinking, how can that be? It doesn’t seem possible. I have to ask you. Do you hit a fast forward button on things sometimes – most specifically on weekends? Wasn’t it just yesterday I came back from school all excited because I had a long weekend ahead of me? Where did it go?
I’ll be leaving in a few minutes to head back to class and the beginning of yet another course. This next one is called Assessment of Psychological Disorders although everyone refers to it as the DSM course, which is the name of the text we use Diagnostic & Statistical Manual of Mental Disorders.
The book is a heavy duty one with 1000 pages. I don’t know what the requirements of the course are yet but I sure as heck hope we’re not expected to read that book from cover to cover or I’ll be so cross eyed I’ll be trying to walk in opposite directions at the same time. My eyes are getting bad, a sign that it’s time for a new pair of glasses again. That was in the plan before the house sale fell through. It’s not anymore.
It was nippy out this morning. I went for a walk and the leaves along the road side made a crunching noise under my feet like I was walking on corn flakes but it’s warmed up considerably now and it looks like it will be another wonderful day. There is a lot more I wanted to say and it had to do with how grateful I am but I’ve cut myself short on time again and I have to run. I’ll drop you a line again tonight.
Writefully Yours
Annette
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