The next six months

"So Justin, how's the semester looking? You're taking 12 credits, right?"
"Um, I'm taking 16."
"Wow! That'll keep you off the street!"

Yeah. Father Don was impressed with the work load I volunteered for. And a little reassured that I'm off the street and not selling drugs like I apparently was last year.

So my course schedule is busy but fair. Thankfully, my greatest fear was avoided: no night classes. I don't think the professors really understand how inconvenient those bloody things really are.

So like my junior year in college, Mondays are hell and every day after is a little bit easier. Monday is a full day ending with 75 minutes of face time with a priest who almost certainly hates me slightly more than he hates being here at Saint Francis. But unlike last year, at least I don't have to deal with him one-on-one.

Friday's only got two classes ending at 2:00 pm, which will be nice. Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday will be manageable.

I also need to put in four hours a week at my training parish, and I don't know if Mass counts as one of those hours. As the church is a 45 minute drive from me, I'm going to try to get everything in on a Sunday. I know they want me to teach a CCD class with the kids, so that's a good start. If I can find some other activity that eats up another hour, I'll be in good shape. They sound nice there, and the two priests are cool and sort of know me. That's a good start.


Course listing:
Catechetics & Evangelization
Intermediate Spanish
Fundamental Moral Theology
Logic (That was a joke, ha ha, fat chance)
Philosophical Anthropology
Parish as Teacher (aka how to not get lynched by your own congregation)
Interpersonal Communication Skills