Next chapter: Education

Chapter 2 of Sheila 501 is education completion. Unfortunately, I am 6 classes from a BS in Organizational Communication, a minor in Psychology and an emphasis in Theater. I was neck deep in my career when I needed to finish the last few upper division classes of which all the professors wanted to teach at 2 in the afternoon.

The afternoon classroom offerings still haven't changed over the last 10 years. I can only assume this is a result of morning hangovers causing a delay in the thinking capacity of tenured professors working in a public university setting all of whom have forgotten the concept of real work and real work hours. At any rate, you have probably guessed by this point that I elected to keep working and making money rather than continue with afternoon classes. Thus leaving me degree-less.

To rectify this ridiculous predicament I am in, I have elected to begin school at WGU where I can test out of classes based on assessments and or written assignments. WGU is a competency based program where I can proceed through classes at my own pace i.e fast and furious.

I have spent the last few months jumping through hoops to take assessments, send information, and meet with counselors. I don't remember it being such a ridiculous process when I went through this nearly 20 years ago. The last hoop that is causing the most exasperation for me now is that they want me to get my AP Biology credit letter circa 1991 (read: the last year Vanilla Ice was popular). The documents have been archived for 16 years and the process through which I can request them is nearly as archaic. A mailed request with a $25 check or money order or a faxed request with my credit card number out for all the world to see are my only 2 options. I've been informed that should the archaic process fail to produce said credit letter prior to the 22nd, I shall not be allowed to begin school for yet another month. Arghhhh!

I recognize and am fully accepting if the fact that this is the point that we can all laugh AT me collectively for being frustrated about waiting another 6 weeks when I have already waited 16 years. Yes, I know it is silly but I have goals I need to meet and things I want to accomplish. This year only has 357 days left (thank you Leap Year) and I gotta' get crackin'.