Okay, I'm kidding.
Kinda.
Ish.
Except that I am that sucker. That sucker is me.
"Get your master's", they said. "It'll be fun", they said.
*facepalm*
Although, to be fair, no one actually used the word "fun". So there's that.
When I first began my bachelor's program, I never really saw myself pursuing higher education further than that. After all, I was already doing four extra years of schooling, why on earth would I want to do more than that?!?
However, as I progressed through my program, it quickly became apparent to me that in this day and age, a bachelor's degree is essentially a dime a dozen. It no longer sets you apart from the crowd. In fact, it's usually a prerequisite for any decent entry-level job. In order to even be considered for anything above and beyond that, a master's degree is oftentimes preferred, if not required (unless, of course, you are graduating college with 20 years of work experience already under your belt... which I was not).
Le sigh.
So, after doing a bunch of research and considering what I wanted to be when I grow up (don't ask me, I'm still figuring it out), I enrolled in a graduate program. Initially, I was accepted into an MBA program, because my postsecondary degree is in business management, so an MBA seemed like the next logical step, yes?
Turns out, no!
Upon further research, I discovered that MBAs were also now a dime and dozen; they are basically as common as a bachelor's degree and virtually useless (they're also essentially an accounting degree with a touch of management, and I hate math).
*big ol' fat fucking face palm*
Cue a montage of me frantically doing more research and figuring out what to do....
I needed a program that was marketable, that provided current, in-demand skills and knowledge, and that wouldn't make me go insane with so much math, aaannnnddddd....
I finally landed where I am now. Master of Science in Managerial Leadership with an emphasis on the nonprofit sector. Whew!
Still a bit of accounting, but a tolerable amount.
And I will confess, part of what led me to select this program is that it had the inklings of a liberal arts degree. You know, where there's no real wrong answer and there's a lot of room for interpretation, creativity, and problem-solving?
Yeah... not so much.
These classes are freaking hard, man. And for someone for whom school has always been pretty easy (when I apply myself, lol, aw senior year of high school, that's my bad...), this strugglebus status came as a bit of a shock to the system.
The first few quarters were fairly easy peasy. But this last quarter? Kicked my ass. I was essentially on official hermit lockdown. And quite frankly, it's not looking like this quarter is shaping up to be any better. The course content is somewhat dry and very challenging. And to top it off, my dumb ass scheduled two vacations within the first three weeks of the quarter.
*seriously the biggest facepalm known to mankind*
Because of course.
Because why not?
Because I'm an idiot who likes to bite off more than I can chew on an all-too-regular basis.
*self-five*
However, as with personal growth, I believe education is the greatest gift you can give yourself. Pushing yourself to do better, to be better, to always keep learning; that to me is of vital importance.
It's certainly not easy. Particularly as a card-carrying member of "The Grownups" with a spouse and kids and work and errands and life.
But stagnation and ignorance are not something I am willing to accept for myself.
So while some people will be happily watching the latest iteration of Keeping up with the Real Housewives of America's Got Talent; Top Chef Shark Tank Edition, I'll be over here reading Alexis De Tocqueville and debating the strengths and weaknesses of eleemosynary organizations with respect to the current economic and political climate from both the national and global perspective...
Send wine.
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