Dan'l went back to school today and classes started at work too. It felt odd leaving the house 40 minutes earlier, but I got to work with plenty of time to spare. I was planning on arriving 30 minutes earlier because I'm thinking about taking Arabic again. I stopped going in the spring because I started to miss when Dan'l was in the hospital and then dr's appointments and work obligations. I still remember a few words and most of the alphabet. It's only twice a week, but I also have to commit to study outside of class. I don't know that I'm up to that. Especially since my mom told me that Deb (a former classmate of mine and daughter of my mom's friend) has two bachelor's degrees and a master's in nursing and is going to school to be a nurse practitioner and has traveled all over the world. Of her current friends, my mom is the only one with grandchildren. Why can't she be happy with that? Does she expect me to work a full-time job, do housework and everything that comes with it, look after a recovering husband and get a second bachelor's and a master's?
I know Deb got a second bachelor's in nursing from a university that wasn't UT because she couldn't get into nursing at UT and graduated with a degree in biology or chemistry.
Deb always bugged in me because she was always so smart and took tap dancing classes and she acted like she was better than the rest of us. Also annoying was that ever since we were seniors in high school, it seems like she was always engaged to be married to some mystery man. Sometimes her fiance went to school out of town, another was in the Army and who knows what else. I don't know specifics, but if this woman's been engaged at least three times, you'd think she'd be married. (The way my mom sells her, she's quite a catch. Why doesn't she marry her off to my brother?)
Can't my marriage (coming up on 11 years next month) trump one of her bachelor's degrees? I was never officially engaged and still got married. That should count for something.
I'm really tempted to start looking for jobs somewhere really really far away where I know for sure my mom won't ever visit.
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You could have gotten a doctorate while inside your mother's womb and it wouldn't make a difference. Moms are just like that.
Somehow I also feel that Deb's degrees are about as real as her fiances. Meaning not at all. She makes this shit up. Girl probably has a GED and herpes and created a whole fantasty life of things she wishes she had.
Why didn't you and I go to high school and college together? It comforts me so much that I am not the sole voice of reason. Thank you.
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