March 26, 2013;

So, I'm in my doctorate program for forensic psychology, my last year getting ready to work on my dissertation.  All these years of school, I started going because I needed to learn bookkeeping for my job.  Two years later I brought the computers into the office and changed the entire system.  I worked there eight years and had a blast, but alas I got bored.  Then I started doing home daycare (what was I thinking).  I enjoyed it, started going to community college child development classes, opened a day care center and practically worked myself to death.  Bad employees, bad parents, a church that didn't want a bunch of kids running around (this was after the pastor had begged me to bring it to the church since all the classrooms were empty and going to waste) eight years later I closed and went home exhausted.  In the interim I got my associates in child development which I found out was not transferrable, so I turned around and got my associates of arts so I could quite possibly continue.

In October I got a phone call from a university that a friend had referred my name to, one hour later I was enrolled in my bachelors in social sciences and education.  I went to work for a friend of mine when her bookkeeper died unexpectedly (wierd).  I had set up their bookkeeping system nine years earlier and they were still doing the same thing.  I finished my bachelors, then I decided to go ahead and try my masters after all, I really wasn't doing anything, I wasn't married, my kids were grown so why not?  I chose psychology and two years later it was done.  Bill Clinton spoke at my commencement, it was wonderful, I didn't attend (oh that was funny).  I watched it over the internet, had drinks with friends and enjoyed his speech, that was enough for me. 

Then my phd (really?) and what major? clinical? forenisc? counseling?  I had no idea except given my age although I wanted clinical, it was much longer so I opted for forensic.  Really good reason for choosing your phd concentration.  Kinda like enee meenie minie moe uuuuuhh that one.  I figured if I failed at least I gave it my best shot, or a shot or something like that. 

Now I'm almost finished and I started blogging and of course like everyone else I have a facebook.  But blogging has brought me to wonderful food sites, desserts, ontrees, main courses, appetizers.  All beautifully photographed and displayed with wonderful detailed instructions.  And now you can take your laptop or your ipad into the kitchen pull up the recipe and bake or cook.  I'm in heaven.  Why do I have to do homework anyway, I have enough education I want to cook.  No I'll finish one thing I am if I am anything, very money conscious, the value of a dollar, my investment, thrifty, I've put too much into this I will have the paper on my dresser in the leather certificate holder.  I  will have 4 of them, they collect dust, noone even knows whats in them. 

I can answer many questions, I counsel with, talk to, listen to many people, by the way I do not want to do any counseling.  I'm approaching the local hospital board to implement an emergency mental health team within the emergency room.  We live in a rural community where mental health care is scant at best.  I want to effect changes within this area.  Meanwhile, I want to bake some chocolate turtle cupcakes yummmmm.

Is it possible I'm ADD?  Or do I have a well rounded scope of interests?  Are crazy people crazy?  Are hallucinations real? Are the voices schizophrenics hear quite possibly there in a dimension of reality that other people don't have access to? 

Who knows, I wanna make cupcakes.