I went to my first Spanish class today since high school. Man, it was a lot easier. I am not sure why. Maybe I have a better grasp of French or I can sit in my chair for longer than 20 mins. now. In any case, my teacher is pretty cool and I like that sort of stuff. I have no goal, but it is fun to do. I found the book online for $30 instead of $160, so that's cool. WC3 is paying for me to learn what I wanna learn, so that is also cool.
I am running in a few directions at the same time and I feel like nothing is being done well or correctly. I have to be at work with an idea of what to do at 8:30. I managed to go to work, sign up for a class, go to the class in Belleville, stop by at Timmy Ho-Ho's, go to K-Mart and go to a friend's house to order the book online. I ain't stopped all day. I have to work in the morning and then somehow deliver a stove to my house and then sort clothes and hit the gym. Arrrr. That's my crazy day to look forward to.
I have no idea why I find it important to go to school at this point. I am plenty busy while teaching. Free sounds good, but headaches don't. Will I ever speak Spanish? Time will tell on this'n.