On Classes

For the last six weeks, I've been taking two night classes as part of a professional development program. One is about blueprint reading and cost estimating. The other one delves into construction scheduling. Both classes cover areas that I already know, but both are required to earn a certificate in construction management, which was my original plan.

After six weeks, I can tell you that the program isn't what I thought it would be and that has thrown a monkey wrench in the plan. The program was promoted as being geared towards engineers and other design professionals, complete with continuing education units. In truth, the program is really geared towards everyday people looking to change careers. In other words, it's perfect for folks seeking something different than a dot com existence, but not suited for folks like me.

I entered the program because the company recently encouraged its employees to craft and pursue professional development plans. The certificate program was to be a compromise between a graduate program and a couch potato program. I understand now that it was a way for me to say I was doing something without having to truly make a commitment or exert myself.

But enduring six weeks of this compromise has made me realize that I don't want to compromise. If I'm going to do something, I want do something that is difficult and challenging, that will require hard work and potential agony, so that I'll learn and benefit from the experience.

The certificate program won't do that. Sure, it will refresh my memory and possibly teach me a thing or two, but I want more than that. So, now what? What's the new plan? Here's what I propose:

• I will finish the current classes. It means six or seven more weeks of suffering, but I've already paid for it and there's no chance of a refund.
• This month, I will explore my options with regards to different graduate engineering degrees. I will also remember to order copies of my transcripts.
• Before the end of April, I will submit my application to university for a graduate program.

I wish I could pat myself on the back for creating this new plan, but all I can do is keep kicking myself for dreaming up the old plan in the first place.