It is fast approaching (2 days) my one year anniversary with no farm animals. I can't say that I've been tearless. To add to that, back in March, my beloved dog, Buster left this world. He was 18 years old and a very good protector. He passes through my mind daily as I think of his devotion and love for me. He always met me at the gate and would lick my hand to let me know he was glad I was home. I've never had any other dog be so sweet and gentle. He would carefully remove treats from my hand so as not to nip me.
I have only two classes remaining to receive an Associate's Degree in Applied Science (think Accounting). One of those classes is a Calculus class that I am terrified of taking. If my memory was as good as it once was, I would be fine, but my memory isn't that good. Long term, I can remember everything. Short term, well, let's just say that short-term is really really short. I'm working on it and hope that I can once again whip my classes in short order. After all, it is only 16 weeks. Right?
Eight weeks remaining to school. I am exhausted from math. I can't remember from one problem to the next how it is I am to do it.
My life a few days at a time. I have outlived my animals so some posts still talk of WindSong Fibers Farm.
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