Ugh

I am so incredibly techinically inept that it frightens me sometimes. How in the world can people keep up with all of the...stuff? I mean, it was hard enough for to learn basics about turning on a damn computer and then I was so proud of myself when I could delete files and move folders without screwing up Windows 3.1. I taught myself how to use the internet (thank you, Al Gore ;-)), how to browse, how to post, how to search, I was googling before it was a verb. I had a yahoo mail account back when no one knew what that was. I was a blogger back when blog wasn't even a verb or a common noun, but DAMNNATION, the techy stuff and all of the add-ons, track-this, click-that, scroll-about, extentions, skins, themes, yada, directories, files, FTP, php, .htm....ugh. I am already thinkning that I need to send all three of my kids to some sort of computer school and screw the social studies and spelling and stuff. They'll NEVER be caught up at this rate. Oy.

Note the addition of a blog roll to the sidebar. You should be impressed that I was able to install that on the very.first.try. I'd link to an old post on my first blog that show how incredibly difficult it was for me install something as simple as tool lines once but I seem to have deleted those posts at some point along the way. Big fucking surprise. I'll try to figure that out some day.

If you'd like me to put your link on the sidebar, shout to me, por favor. My old link list was woefully out of date, so I just pulled the current ones off of it and that's what was there. I read more, and I'll be adding them, but I usually get to them via other blogs, so I'll have to click through to get there. I'm assuming if mine is on yours, I can link back, etc., etc. Blah, blah, blah......can you tell I'm trying to avoid doing my homework?

I should really go do my next chaper in my real estate course work. I'm taking the pre-licensing classes via correspondence this summer--actually this week. It sounded like a good idea. Just ist home, read the book, do the tests. Bingo. Fuuuuuuuuccccck meeeeeeee. Remember where I pointed out my technical ineptness? Well, that part of ones brain apparently provides the ooomph for the thought processes that one needs to read what I can only describe as legally, detailly crap that involves math. I suppose it's not necessary for me to explain that I'm not really a mathy girl, eh? Or not so much a detailly girl, either, really. I'm discovering more and more each day that there was a good reason that I was a liberal arts major (twice, thankyouverymuch) and that I'm absolutely in the correct profession, save for the stupid part about keeping records and grades and shit like that. I've had to study for exactly three classes in my entire academic career, which is probably why I've had such an extensive one. Going to school really hasn't been a big deal for me, so I've piled up a nice little stack of the diplomas (diplomi...that's a fun-looking word, isn't it?)...five at last count, if you count high school. And, in the course of that work, I've really had to "work" at three classes that I can remember--and I figure if I don't remember them, it wasn't too much "work", right?--French II in undergrad because if I didn't make at least C, my parents were going to make me move back home (I'd made a D the previous semester and they were, shall we say, underwhelmed?), Geology 202 in undergrad--there's a really shameful story that's too long to go into at this point for this one, but I'll tell it because it's comical...now, and Statistics 60something or another for my Ed.S degree. I like to have died during that one. It was the first time that I ever had to actually, seriously work on something and struggle. But I ended up with a 92, so it was all good in the end.

This real estate class, though. Holy Hell. I'm not sure what the devil I was thinking. I was cruising through Chapter 1, actually having to read in Chapter 2 and then ask my hubby, the realtor for help (who the hell really cares what 1/4 of the NW plat of the SW1/4 corner of Township 3, Range 4 is worth, I ask you? WHO?? and wouldn't they have a frigging calculator in hand?), and flat out working by Chapter 3. Last night, for Chapter 4, I did a full-on outline and notes. And I still had to go back to find some of the answers on the review. Now, Chapter 5 looms before me. I must go face the demon. How Ownership is Held....I feel my life force draining even as I think about it. At least, as I scan the vocabulary list, there's only one word that I've not heard of--severalty----that's a plus, right? In Chapter 4, there were at least 8 (quick, who knows what accretion is without cheating? How about a habendum clause?)

Must go learn. There's money just waiting to be made and it isn't here on this website, much to my chagrin.