He’s Learning to Organize His Time.
Dylan took two classes during “Maymester.”
While he was originally supposed to be taking classes as he traveled through Italy, he switched his schedule around to get some graduation requirements completed.
The term was only three weeks long. For Dylan, this was a good thing. He only had to stay “caught up” for 20 days. And since his worst thing is procrastination, maybe it taught him how not to procrastinate.
Well – a little. His final paper is due in two days, and he still hasn’t written it.
At least it might give him a sense of accomplishment, so that he realizes how much easier life is when it’s taken one piece at a time.
After the first two weeks, he was breaking up his work and setting goals for himself for each day. On weekends, he felt like he deserved to take breaks – but he needed that time to do whatever work he hadn’t done during the week. So he goofed off for hours and hours, with the thought looming in the back of his brain that his work wasn’t done yet.
I know people who still live like this. I don’t know how they survive.
Still, it’s fun watching Dylan. He’s not only grown up this year, but he’s actually learning to organize his time. A few days ago, he wrote a whole page of his paper.
It’s not so fun when I decide to “remind” him about his classwork.
“I got this, Mom,” he says – as nicely as possible. Translation: just leave me alone!
Compare this to high school, when I would “remind” him about his classwork. He would practically roar at me: “I DON’T NEED YOUR HELP!”
But for Dylan, time organization is the most important thing he needs to learn in his lifetime. His time can be so disorganized, in spite of my efforts, that he completely forgets that he’s supposed to do anything at all.
Fortunately, he really wants to stay in college.
Dylan’s not a pro yet, and he may never do it the way I do – which is fine. But he’s growing up and learning that he’s capable of getting through things, one step at a time.
Now. If he would just finish that paper.