Today I worked on math problems for five hours. I’m brushing up on my skills before I take a math placement test. To register for any math class for college credit, I must take the placement test. You may be wondering why I can’t use my SAT scores. It has been ten years since I took them. Last I checked, which was when I first registered for classes two years ago, I would have to go through a lot of hoops to access my scores because the records get shelved after six years or so. In any case, since I haven’t taken a math class for over ten years, I’m better off having my math teacher husband tutor me. So far, we’ve moved through Algebra I, Algebra II, and some Pre-Calculus in two days. To be fair, I did complete Algebra I and II in middle and high school with A’s, or high B’s at the very least. However, I was never taught Trigonometry so when I got to Pre-Calc and our first day was spent covering the unit circle, I knew I was screwed. Since I already had a part-time job to help support my family (a story for another day), I wasn’t always available for extra tutoring after school. Suffice to say, I was not going to pass with a high grade and since I didn’t need the math credit, I withdrew and transferred to a creative writing class. Trust me, I was much more productive and successful.
The good news for me is that I’ve written for almost thirty minutes by simply relaying this information. I know it doesn’t seem like much, but it’s a small victory. Eventually the action of writing each day will become a habit. As it becomes a habit, the content will get better. The more I flex my mental muscle, the stronger it will become. Sometime soon, I will work up to a poem or a short story. For now, the only short stories I have are anecdotes from my day. Again, bear with me as I mold my behavior.