One of the things that's keeping me busy is that my job keeps wanting me to take more classes. I do have my college degree already, but the company is big on always continuing your education, so this year I signed up for an editing class. I thought it would be cake -- I love editing, I think I'm good at it. OH MY GOD. It's the hardest class I've ever taken in my life! It's a 400 level class, which I guess is part of it, but man, there's so very much about grammar that I never knew. Like adverbs/adjectives aren't just simple little things, there are more than a dozen different types of them. All sorts of things that I either never heard of before, or learned decades ago in school.
The odd thing about the class is that I can do the editing, I just flail at explaining the basics behind the changes I'm making -- I know how to fix sentences, but explaining in exact detail why the change needs to be made is apparently another story. I do well on the practical parts of the class, and struggle on the theory.
In other news, California is on fire. I feel bad complaining about the smoke, since people up north have it so much worse -- thousands of homes have been burned. I was thinking about loupnoir this morning, hoping she's still safe and well. Still, I've had a blinding headache for days now, from breathing smoke nonstop. My poor sinuses!
I have a love-hate relationship with Pokemon Go. I really don't enjoy the game, but it keeps me walking, so I keep playing it. The 'hate' part comes in from taking over gyms/trying to get my 50 coins a day. I tend to drive out of my way on the way to work, so I can take over a half-dozen gyms and hopefully get my 50 coins a day. I wish I could be more casual about it, but I'm so bad at being casual about anything...