Ch-Ch-Changes

This is a time of changes for us any­way, whether we like it or not. We don’t know how the whole cus­tody thing will fall out, for one thing, and there is oth­er stuff going on, too.

While it may seem a stu­pid time to make oth­er changes, for var­i­ous rea­sons it actu­al­ly seems a per­fect time. So…

Back to School

I sent off my online appli­ca­tion to South­ern Poly­tech­nic State Uni­ver­si­ty tonight, for sum­mer semes­ter. I hope to fin­ish my stu­dent aid forms tomor­row. I request­ed tran­scripts from all three places I attend­ed in the past. I have to get their damned immu­niza­tion form com­plet­ed at the health depart­ment, which means a trip there (not look­ing for­ward to that) and they may say I need a boost­er or some­thing. I’m prob­a­bly past due on tetanus, anyway.

I count­ed up my old credits—71 hours with a 3.98 GPA. Unfor­tu­nate­ly, they’re so old (over 10 years) that it’s unlike­ly they’ll be count­ed for any­thing except mak­ing me a trans­fer stu­dent rather than a non-tra­di­tion­al stu­dent (just a box on a form some­where, appar­ent­ly). I’m hop­ing to talk SOMEONE into at least giv­ing me cred­it for class­es like Eng­lish 101/102 and Polit­i­cal Sci­ence 101 because they were dead­ly bor­ing the first time around. (Okay, I did­n’t have to take Eng 101 due to AP test credit—does that go stale too?) The head of the tech­ni­cal com­mu­ni­ca­tions depart­ment indi­cat­ed that he should be able to get me cred­it for the Eng­lish stuff, at least. Here’s hoping.

I’ll almost cer­tain­ly have to take the “col­lege place­ment exam” to prove that I can read, write, and do basic math. I passed the Regen­t’s Exam say­ing that I can read and write well enough to grad­u­ate from a state col­lege back in 1988 or so, but I have to take anoth­er say­ing I can do so well enough to go back to school. That 1400 on the SATs does­n’t mat­ter any­more, thanky­ou­very­much (700/700 split), because it was in 1982 or 1983.

Weight Loss

I did­n’t think I’d ever do this. I’m plan­ning to go to a Weight Watch­ers meet­ing tomor­row morn­ing. I want to learn to eat in a more healthy way and improve my rela­tion­ship with food, which has NEVER been good. I’m going to start doing more of the gro­cery shop­ping and food prepa­ra­tion here. That has been sam­bear’s purview, by his choice, but he’s got too much going on at the moment and needs a break. So this is a good oppor­tu­ni­ty to change in sev­er­al ways—and curiousmay9 has been a very good influ­ence on me lately.

Yes, I’m still into size accep­tance. But I don’t feel good right now, and I know that get­ting weight off would def­i­nite­ly help the arthri­tis in my hips and knees a lot. That, in turn, would help with the fibromyal­gia. I need to move more, too. I walked a lot more today and yes­ter­day than usu­al, and I feel more ener­getic despite hav­ing some increased pain. Maybe I’ll actu­al­ly get some sleep tonight.

And no mat­ter how many times I look at, for instance, god­dessin­ga and see an incred­i­bly beau­ti­ful woman, when I look at my own face in the mir­ror I’m hit every time with the fact that it does­n’t look like I’m “sup­posed” to look. The me in my head is about 18 and weighs 120 pounds. Now, that’s real­ly about 20 pounds under­weight for me, but I’m way, way past a weight where I like how I look. What I see now is ugly to me.

Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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