I just got back from my first algebra class. It's been over twenty years since I had math, but it was so easy! So far, so good. I was surprised that we didn't have a little meet'n'greet at the beginning of class, but the professor didn't even introduce herself, much less ask the students' names! She didn't even write her name on the white board, just handed out the syllabi and jumped right in. Eh, it works for me, I'm not there to socialize, I'm there to learn.
Something happened on my way to school that flabbergasted me. I was waiting at an intersection and the guy in the car next to me decided not to wait any longer to continue on his journey. He inched forward to make sure everything was clear and then zoomed across six lanes, against the light. What an idiot! Too bad there were no cops around.
I received some bad news today. I had been planning on being a surrogate one last time, since I AM getting up there in years, at least where pregnancy is concerned, and the coordinator from the agency I used before shot me down. I developed gestational diabetes during the last pregnancy, mainly because I was carrying twins, and I guess the treatment was just too cost-prohibitive for them to risk another pregnancy with me. I have to admit I'm very disappointed. I'd gotten all revved up, ready to go again, and now have to completely rearrange all my plans. I'm going to see if a friend of mine still wants me to have his baby (I know that sounds bad!), but if that's a no-go, I guess I'm done.