I had it pictured differently in my head

I had it all pictured differently.  This language study, my love life, my dog.  In my head Baloo was a beagle named Doozer.  I even had an engraved tag with that name on it.  My would-be husband and I would be well over a decade into an amazing partnership; we would be perfect for one another but flawed enough that I didn't worry we were so perfect it couldn't be true.  The first week, it seemed language would be challenging but fun.  Now in addition to navigating my studies, I'm navigating the volatile and emotionally immature waters of my non-teaching instructor and falling asleep at 8.  I will figure out a way back to you blogger.