It's been 25 years since I've been in school, where I had to go to a classroom and take notes. I'm back "in school" now, cyber school. I can sit in my living room nekkid and learn all about project management. But the stress of learning and the drive for perfection has dug up some of my worst recurring nightmares. This is one of the biggest. Usually, I realize I'm one class from graduation, it's the day of the final and I've never been to the class, never studied, never had the book, and don't know where the class is being held to even show up to take a chance on the test. I'm running through the halls when all the doors slam shut and lock, and I know I've just failed and I won't graduate. That's when I wake up and realize I'm a 50-year-old mom with two adult daughters, two college degrees and a somewhat semi-successful blog. I'm okay. Sort of.