Life on the Road – Trucking News Blog

As I am sitting here getting ready to embark on my next semester, I decided to check my grades from last semester. What? Are you kidding me? They put a “B” in instead of a “B+”? What’s up with that?

Oh yeah, I am the kind that freaks out about that kind of thing. When I was in high school and my mom told me very fervently that I was NOT going to college on dad’s GI Bill because she didn’t want to pay for it (mom I think needed to do a little more research on that one but that’s a totally different story – and for those of you not familiar with the GI Bill – it’s only something that someone IN or has been IN the military can get!).  After that conversation I started not caring about my grades. Why study so hard if I wasn’t going to college after high school? Who would care? Apparently, at the age of 38, I start caring about silly things like that!

Getting a “B” means that my GPA dropped ever so slightly. Which means I do not feel good about myself. Which means now I am going to have to work even harder to get closer to that “A” I want when I complete my graduate degree!

Hey you know what? I should be studying right now instead of writing shouldn’t I? My highlighter, books, and papers look pretty lonely right now. Sitting there under the lamp. My head’s telling me “You know what you need to do!” when my mind is wandering thinking “You better get a good grade this time young lady or else!”
Why do I care so much about my grades now? Because it is a representation of who I am as an adult. It is a representation to my two boys, one of which will be in college next year, of what they need to do when they attend college. Try your best, do your best, and feel your best even as an adult. You have a lot of people looking up to you whether you realize it or not.

Well, back to the books!