The thing is, I took beginning algebra 20 years ago. 20 years!! There's a really strong chance I end up with classmates who were born after I took that course (insert the silent scream/horrified face emoji here.) It was a miserably terrifying, gray hair and wrinkles-inducing experience, clearly. Or it probably wouldn't have taken me two full decades to woman up and get back in the math-saddle.
The sad thing is that I totally realize that I'm not being asked to complete advanced calculus or some kind of crazy mathematical physics. Algebra is basically "dummy" math, right? It's just that I'm not a math person. I'm a words person: reading them, writing them, whatever. Words are my happy place. And in my defense I would just like to note that I have, in fact, made it successfully through 38 years of life without ever, ever needing fancy math for anything. And if I do happen to need fancy math someday? Pretty sure there's an app for that.
Unfortunately, this is the very last class standing between me and an Associate's Degree, and although I don't really need the degree -it's not relevant to my current job or anything- I finally decided that whether or not my nursing school application is accepted this fall, it would be stupid to let 4 evil little units keep me from accomplishing a goal. And it's not all bad, right? As a mostly SAHM any extra adult interaction I can work into my week is a plus. So here I go! Wish me luck!