My youngest son is finishing his first year of college this week which means I’m going to be very busy editing a final paper on a book that neither of us read.
I’m really looking forward to it.
After all, it’s nice having an excuse to spend quality time debating grammar rules and discussing current events with one of America’s up-and-coming future leaders, ChatGPT. Would I rather spend the time with my son? Of course. However, his schedule is packed with things like group study sessions and helping with a charity event he plans to attend with TWO sorority girls, so it made sense for the least popular of us to work on the paper.
Fortunately for us, I’m still familiar with honors-level rubrics. This is because I’m a “lifelong learner.”
Not by choice.
When I graduated from college many decades ago, I vowed to never learn anything again. Then, my oldest child started fourth grade in 2007 and I’ve had homework assignments ever since. Math and Science are still my favorite subjects, and PE will forever be the worst.
Unless you count Driver’s Ed, which I’ve now had to pass five times.
Did you know Washington State requires 16-year-olds to accumulate 50 hours of driving time with a parent or guardian before granting them a learner’s permit? This means I’ve spent hundreds of terrifying hours strapped into the passenger seat of my own car. There are SO many experiences I’d like to share from that era, but I really need to stop procrastinating.
I’ve got a paper to start!
