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	<title>Comments on: New Year, New Blog</title>
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	<description>Cleaning up my house, one mess at a time.</description>
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		<title>By: Doris</title>
		<link>http://burningprairie.com/posts/new-year-new-blog/#comment-29</link>
		<dc:creator>Doris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 02:58:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I just found your blog and have been catching up on reading it for hours. You are more talented than you know . Keep writing and get them brats under control ! I will be back to read more later .</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I just found your blog and have been catching up on reading it for hours. You are more talented than you know . Keep writing and get them brats under control ! I will be back to read more later .</p>
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		<title>By: konagod</title>
		<link>http://burningprairie.com/posts/new-year-new-blog/#comment-5</link>
		<dc:creator>konagod</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2008 12:43:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m amazed I ever got a degree -- in anything.   It took me 9 years, off and on.  Even now (especially now) I wonder if I shouldn&#039;t go back and do it right.  But at 47, I just can&#039;t imagine.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m amazed I ever got a degree &#8212; in anything.   It took me 9 years, off and on.  Even now (especially now) I wonder if I shouldn&#8217;t go back and do it right.  But at 47, I just can&#8217;t imagine.</p>
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		<title>By: Brave Sir Robin</title>
		<link>http://burningprairie.com/posts/new-year-new-blog/#comment-2</link>
		<dc:creator>Brave Sir Robin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2008 19:21:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;i&gt;I didn’t come from one of those families where getting a degree is just a given. “Of course you’ll go to college!” “Of course you’ll get your degree!” Never heard those things. And I am the all-time champ of “not living up to my potential”. These two factors make a perfect storm of not-finishing-college. Some people seem born knowing which directions their lives will take-doctor, architect, teacher… Not me. Was the problem, or at least part of it, that there were too many things that I wanted to do, or was capable of doing? I know that when I expressed interest in being a writer, my parents bought me a typewriter…so I could become a secretary when I couldn’t make a living as a writer. When I expressed interest in going into medicine, someone (you know who you are) said that I didn’t make good enough grades and that I should just “go to hair-school”. So I have to lay at least part of the blame at the doorstep of familial support issues. (disclaimer-I did not then and do not now think that going to cosmetology school is in any way “less than”, it was simply not for me.)

But even in environments where parents are totally unsupportive and even completely opposed to higher education, plenty of people buckle down and finish college. So I have to admit that the biggest contributor to this particular mess was definitely…..me. I could not make the decision, and therefore, the commitment to finish my degree. Finally, after years of feeling incomplete and buffeted about, I realized that it was the array of choices open to me that was literally freezing my decision-making processes. What I needed was a new process.&lt;/i&gt;

You just pretty much described my experience exactly.

My dad was downright hostile to the idea.  Good for you.  Go get it.

And welcome to our little blogging corner of the web.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><i>I didn’t come from one of those families where getting a degree is just a given. “Of course you’ll go to college!” “Of course you’ll get your degree!” Never heard those things. And I am the all-time champ of “not living up to my potential”. These two factors make a perfect storm of not-finishing-college. Some people seem born knowing which directions their lives will take-doctor, architect, teacher… Not me. Was the problem, or at least part of it, that there were too many things that I wanted to do, or was capable of doing? I know that when I expressed interest in being a writer, my parents bought me a typewriter…so I could become a secretary when I couldn’t make a living as a writer. When I expressed interest in going into medicine, someone (you know who you are) said that I didn’t make good enough grades and that I should just “go to hair-school”. So I have to lay at least part of the blame at the doorstep of familial support issues. (disclaimer-I did not then and do not now think that going to cosmetology school is in any way “less than”, it was simply not for me.)</p>
<p>But even in environments where parents are totally unsupportive and even completely opposed to higher education, plenty of people buckle down and finish college. So I have to admit that the biggest contributor to this particular mess was definitely…..me. I could not make the decision, and therefore, the commitment to finish my degree. Finally, after years of feeling incomplete and buffeted about, I realized that it was the array of choices open to me that was literally freezing my decision-making processes. What I needed was a new process.</i></p>
<p>You just pretty much described my experience exactly.</p>
<p>My dad was downright hostile to the idea.  Good for you.  Go get it.</p>
<p>And welcome to our little blogging corner of the web.</p>
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