So many of you may know, and many of you may not, but I changed jobs one year ago the end of this month. After 7+ years with Kodak Service and support I decided I was unhappy enough to finally choose something else.
After an extensive search, I ended up working for a division of Gunthers Heating and Air conditioning. None to soon either, as the job in which I HAD been working at kinda went belly up. Within a matter of months Kodak cut it's service force down to less than a third.
So I took up HVAC instead, and as the poet once said, I "took to it like a duck to merchant banking." It was only weeks into my job that one of our job leads declared me the worst at ductwork he'd ever seen. Or maybe I said that, and he didn't contradict me.
Things, unfortunately, did not continue at such a rosy pace. Around Christmas, I started having pain in some of my joints. Some time off around the holiday and I felt better until a couple of weeks after the wedding when my hands began to ache. They had done it earlier in the season, and they were an inconvenience, but I really figured they were aching due to the 32 - 8 degree weather in which I was running control wire in a wall - less building. Then the same problem began occurring in my knees, and eventually in my ankles and feet. By mid summer, though my hands were back to normal, my leg joints hurt so bad if I stood still or sat for more than 5 minutes remaining stationary that I would have to limp around for ten or more before I could walk normal again. A Doctors visit showed nothing to be wrong, anywhere. I just hurt. It's not even arthritis.
Add to this a constantly overwhelmed feeling and things began to become intolerable.
whelm (hwĕlm, wĕlm) tr.v. whelmed. whelm-ing, whelms
To cover with water; submerge.
overwhelm (ō'vər-hwĕlm',-wĕlm') tr.v., -whelmed, -whelm·ing, -whelms.
To no longer be keeping ones head JUST below water.
Okay, I may have made up that second one.Anyway, I came to the conclusion that it was not particularly good for me to continue in the path I was in. For one, it hurt to much. For two, whats the point of me forcing a company to pay me for something I was (am) rapidly becoming less able to do?
All in all, the conclusion became that I must find something else, and that though I deplore the thought of school, school it must be. I am talented at many things, but I have no paper to show me trained in those things which I really enjoy doing. (does that mean I'm not paper trained?)
Then upon further review, we decided that at least while Paige is employed, and as we can live comfortably on her income, I'm going to go to school full time. So, January 7th I start full time at Utah Valley University. I will be going for a Bachelors Degree in Digital Media. UVU's program is nationally connected and watched, and even has some International recognition. It's a good program.
I'm still terrified of the thought of school. I took the placement tests today. I got a 99 out of 99 on Reading. A 98 out of 99 on writing. . .
And a 78 of 99 on Pre-Algebra.
and a 25 out of 99 on Algebra.So, I can take the highest required for reading and English, and a non-credit review for math before I can take the required Math class. But I can also take one of my core classes right away. That's what I'm looking forward to. That and giving my joints some time to calm down. I hope.