From Terrified to Anger to Acceptance

This week has been terribly emotional for me.  I began the week by registering for my 3 PE classes.  After speaking with a friend at TCC he suggested I call and make sure NSU would accept those classes.  I thought, great idea.  So I called and the crap hit the ceiling.

I could only take 4hrs of PE activity.  Okay.  No big deal.  I will just find 2 other hours.  Oh wait.  Can you send your AP English scores to us?  We think that they may be for Eng 2, which you have already taken, in which case you would need to take Eng 1.  COMPLETE FREAK OUT IN MY MIND.  Calmly I sent my AP scores and found out that I tested out of Eng 2, TCC had told me to take Eng 2 and I now need Eng 1.  BEGIN FEELINGS OF ANGER FOR HAVING MY ENGLISH NOT COUNT.

SO basically I took a harder English in high school and paid to take a test, passed the test, got college credit for it, paid to take the same class that I tested out of (by advisement of a counselor at TCC) only to find out that all that was wrong and I should have taken English 1.  So now in order to get my Bachelors I either have to take English 1 or get TCC to change my transcript (haha) to reflect that my AP counts for English 1.  Which would mean telling them they made a mistake and gave me an Associates degree by mistake.  Hmmm. 

I won't be getting my Bachelors this semester.  But I'm still going to take my 4hrs of PE, because I really feel like those classes are more for me and growing as a person.  By the summer I will have the heart to give everything to taking English 1.  I know that if I took it right now I would still resent having to take it.  It still makes me mad, but I'm so close to getting my degree that I'm not going to let some silly 1000 level class get in my way.  I could take all 9hrs this semester and graduate this spring but that would turn me into a stressed out monster of a mother and I would much rather be nice and not stressed out. 

So next week get ready for some Food for Blog, DIY's, Mom to Mom and what happens at Yoga class.  I'm finding acceptance easier than I would have even just a few years ago.  I guess that's a plus to getting older right?