Winter Classes

We recently got a guide to the Milwaukee Rec Department course offerings for the winter. Mike paged through it and mentioned that they offered courses in Spanish, so this evening I thumbed through it. I've been meaning to take a class as a way to get out of the house more and get to know some people in town.

I wasn't too sure about the Spanish courses...I think I know more than the "beginner conversation" level, but the beginner course is required to take all the rest. I paged through the adult enrichment courses.

"Oooh, ceramics!" I exclaimed.

"That looks like fun. You could do that," Mike said.

"Well," I replied, "it says you do five to seven projects. I'm not sure if we have room for five to seven ceramic pieces in this apartment."

"You could give them to friends," he replied.

"Oh yeah, that would be a great conversation. 'Here, take my crappy ceramic pot. I just don't have room.'"

"There are other things to take," he said.

"Oh, they have a portrait drawing course," I said. I was about to open my mouth when Mike chuckled.

"I can already see the wheels turning in your head," he said, "thinking up all the reasons all those classes will never work."

That shut me up because it's true. I always mean to get involved in a class or a club or an organization or a lecture series but I never quite do. There are always so many reasons not to bother. A class is always too expensive, or not practical, or it would fall on a night that Mike and I usually spend together, or something. I always talk myself out of it.

I could get myself out of this inertia. I could talk to someone, or get a book, or something. I just don't have time right now. And it's too expensive. And really, is it practical?

It's so much easier to sit and complain about it for now.