Well, I've done it. (Almost.) Part 1.

I've gone and signed myself up for a grammar class intended to spotlight and showcase all the little foibles and slack places where I've mentally let myself go, metaphorically speaking, in my writing and editing--take this sentence, for instance--a run-on if I ever saw one. Tsk, regrettable. Anyhow, this grammar "lab" will be the first of four to six classes I have sworn to take in pursuit of The Editing Goal. Notice I said goal, not dream...because I'm not sure of it yet. Regrettable. *sigh*
Off to bed soon. Tomorrow is another day of full-time 'push papers, sign papers, answer questions, lather, repeat.' One day...

More later on the class. It starts January 9th. For now, I'm up to my ears in extra-curriculars: taiko, moving the household from condo to house (rented, cheaply, and painted with my hard-earned money, time, and sweat), caring for my elderly Swiss friend, and plotting about family. While working. (Well, not while working, because that would violate this one's work ethic, but in between work or commuting hours. And sometimes during those commuting hours. But not often, gentle reader--that would be distracted driving, and that would be bad, no?)

Hee hee.

Aha. I've found you.

Running across a listing looking for an associate editor who, the posters hope, has a certificate in editing, gave me an aha moment. I do not need to plunge myself into a second degree (yet?).
I edit everything I can get my hands on--phonebooks, placemats, posters describing coffee beans in the grocery store. I can study editing for editing's sake! And this is where I will keep my little journal of how I go from looking for a way to go from working in a courthouse to working in the publishing world. =) Smilies and other emoticons included. Batteries sold separately.

(Sorry; it's late, and I'm a little giddy, and tired on top of that. Forgive!)