A.R. Geiger

All right, y’all. Life update time!

Otherwise known as, I am a lunatic.

Not really, but also sort of.

A few of you know that a month or so ago, a job that I’d been counting on for the better part of a year fell through. Since then, we’ve been praying like crazy and searching for the next step in my career.

And I think we’ve found it.

I hope we’ve found it, because I already committed myself, and it’s too late to back out now.

On Tuesday of this last week, I went to visit a trade school in Denver that is focused on media, TV and Radio broadcasting, and all things production.

By the end of the visit, I was enrolled and had my financial aid mostly sorted. And had a start date, which happens to be coming up here pretty quick.

It’s Wednesday. This next Wednesday coming up. Five days away.

I told you. Someone needs to lock me away in a padded room.

The course I’m taking focuses on media production and lasts eight months. By the time I finish, I’m hoping to have the skills I need for the next step in my career and a resume that will get me into the right rooms with the right people.

Do I know what rooms those are and who is in them?

I do not.

But that’s a problem for another day.

Today, I am working on not panicking about starting school again as a nearly-thirty year-old mom. And about driving to Denver and back three times a week.

In case you’re wondering, that’s an hour and half, twice a day, three days a week for eight months…

Yeah, I’m gonna be fine. It’ll be fine. I’m just gonna need forty seven thousand audio books and a lot of coffee.

We’ll be fine.