Perfect

Today was bittersweet.  It was the last class for my Intro to Interior Design class.  In some ways it’s good because it frees up some of my time and I can devote more focus on my Saturday class.  But, it’s still a little sad.  It went by so fast and I felt like I was just getting to know some of my fellow classmates. 

But before I even got there there was some irony in place.  Wouldn’t it figure that since it was my last class and that I almost got there late?  I’ve never been late to this class.  Ever.  I know my commute from work to school can be tricky during rush hour so I always made sure to leave ASAP.  No last minute “see you tomorrows” to coworkers.  It’s out-the-door, run-to-my-car mode.  Today was not so smooth.  In fact, it was alot similar to THIS day.  The day that started it all for me in my journey to go back to school.  Yep, there was another accident and it was also raining.  We were at a snail’s pace.  I have a final to take, people!!!  Just perfect.

Got there with two minutes to spare.  Whew!  The second part of the irony came after class when I had to find my way to a gas station.  Yep, driving on empty again.  Just like my first journey to the school.  I didn’t have to worry about rush hour traffic at 8pm, but it was just as scary!  Even more perfect.

So, back to the class.  We started with going over the program in general and she gave us her opinions on the order in which to take the classes and answered any questions we had.  She then passed back our final project from last week and I couldn’t believe it.  A perfect score.  The week before that she passed back our three papers that we wrote about design articles we had to read.  I had three perfect scores then, too.  I am still in shock. 

Before we took the final, she took some time to wish us well and told us to stick with our dream and no matter what may happen on our journey in this program, make sure we don’t let go of that passion that brought us here in the first place.  Talk about a perfect pep talk. 

Then there was a comment that really stuck with me.  She said that design will always be here for us.  While we are deciding what our niche might be, if life happens and we have to leave and come back later, even if it takes ten years, it will still be here waiting for us.  

Wow.  This is exactly my hangup with this whole baby now or school first thought process.  It’s perfectly ok to let life happen.  Your passion and calling will always be there waiting for you as long as you don’t give up on it. 

Now it was time to take the final and we could stay and wait for not only the final score of the test, but our final grade for the class.  It was a no brainer.  I stuck around. 

Another perfect score!  I was so excited and still shocked.  That’s my score for the final.  40 out of 30, so I got all the extra credit points.  Back in the day, way back in the day, extra credit is what saved my butt from failing a test, not putting me above 100%. 

The 100%+ is indicating my ‘A’ for the course.  More than 100%.  I still can’t get over it.  I can’t remember the last time I had a perfect score on a test, let alone for the entire course! 

I’ll never be able to top this one. 

I was so excited to get home and share my great news with my husband.  The best part of the night was the look on his face when I told him I got a perfect score and an ‘A’ for the class.  Or maybe it was the look on my face when I saw that he made dinner.  Not just any dinner, but mexican, my absolute favorite!  And, not just dinner, but . . .

Sangria!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was the perfect ending to the perfect evening.

Just. Perfect.