passing the time... and my tests.

Last weeks tally of test scores:
Chemistry: 100%
Microbiology: 100%
Sociology: 100%
Funeral Directing: 100%
Anatomy: The graded test is still yet to be seen but this is the class that's going to be the bane of my existence in mortuary school.

Took an Embalming test today and already know I got one wrong. I completely knew the answer and marked the wrong one anyway. I spent all day mad at myself over it. Thankfully it's the only one question I think I got wrong overall.

I can't believe I'm finishing up my 1st month of school already.

bleary eyed.

Completely ACED my first 3 quizzes yesterday -- had one in each class... way to break us in gently! If I got less than 100 on each them I'll be shocked as all get out. Yay me!

I'm still not sleeping well. The days are beginning to blur together and everything feels like its moving in double time. Guess these older than average student bones will just have to keep pace.

I'm always up for a challenge.
Stand back you young whipper snappers.

wow...

12 classes per term is A LOT.

Other than the constant feeling that there's so much to do & not enough hours in the day to do it and having the drive back & forth each weekend suck so much, I LOVE IT HERE!

I still haven't done many fun extracurricular activities outside of school unless you count multiple trips to Target as fun. Hopefully tomorrow St Pats will change that. Not sure where a few of my classmates & I are going yet but it dang well better involve much laughter & a couple of beers (but not green beer - that's gross).

ERIN GO BRAGH!

I love this BUT...

I love where I am! I love what I'm doing!
I'm with 'my people'.
I found my niche in life,
I thought I knew it but now I know
this is what I'm meant to be doing (career-wise).

Unfortunately,
I can't sleep here.
I'm sooooo incredibly tired.
I just lay there. Brain on overload. Night after night.
Exhausted.

6 classes down, 6 more to go this week.
Then I can sleep at home, in my own bed, for a few days.
I miss my family. I miss sleep.
A lot.

::drumroll please::

Tonite
is a school night.

I actually slept last night. All night, for 10 hours. I needed it badly. I'm so glad I know now that I can sleep here, that it is possible.

Today I'm heading out to explore a little more. I finally pseudo-live near a Whole Foods store!! It's sad & pathetic to admit things like that excite me.

My brain is truly scattered as of late. It's so strange to be somewhere I'm supposed to be but continuously wonder if this was the right decision... am I a completely selfish, horrible mother & wife for doing this? (wait, please don't answer that.) If this wasn't the right time, when would have been? If I waited until our children are even older, I'll be too old to start a career (per me, some obviously will object to my theory) and we'll already be paying the college tuition of our oldest son (which frightens me greatly as its coming up sooner than I care to think about). My mom told me not to blink when he was born, it all goes so fast. Truer words were never spoken.

My dad told me the prime time to finish mortuary school would have been the traditional time, before having kids. Completely true, we both realize, but I don't get a do-over and that didn't happen. I had a baby instead. If only I'd listened to my mom and stayed away from those boys in college...

...see? SCATTERBRAINED!! This is the right decision and I need to see it through to the end, showing my kids that 1) finishing your education is imperative, not optional, and doing it before getting knocked up is ideal 2) nothing great comes without sacrifice, and 3) never, ever, ever give up on your dreams no matter what obstacles you, or life, puts in your path.

Never, never, never give up. ~ Winston Churchill

Scattering on...

What will my 1st day of school outfit be? It sets the tone & 1st impression, ya know. I joked with Garth & at work that I'm going to show up goth.

Newsflash: I'm NOT showing up goth.

I am, however, showing up as me.
And that, my friends,
is awesome enough.

buck up, camper.

I haven't slept well the 2 nights I've been here. I can't sleep. I'm not really eating much either. Just not hungry.

I'm really feeling out of sorts.

I'm not sad, not depressed... nothing of that sort.
I just don't know what I feel.
This all feels so
so
weird.

I have my gym clothes on and am going to go work up a sweat. Maybe that will help.

a new beginning.

I've arrived. I've schlepped all my belongings up to my compartment (compact + apartment = compartment). I've unpacked.

I've registered for classes. I've now filled out a million forms, signed my life away, paid an exorbitant amount of money for this venture in tuition, rent, school supplies... it feels like its never going to end.

I went the wrong way on the drive to school this morning. I knew almost immediately that I was turned around but decided I had the time, I'd just see where this road took me. Happily I found an Old Navy, Kohls, Sams, JoAnn Fabrics.... so happy that I just had to give Old Navy a minute of my time.

After registration I went to Target for odds & ends. Got back to my compartment, read over my schedule & realized there's some things I left at home ...but they'll just have to wait a week.

After Target, I turned the wrong direction and ventured quite a ways wondering where the hell I was. I knew eventually I'd find my way home and I did. The one thing I have yet to see in all my driving today is a freakin' grocery store. I have food but I need some refrigerated things that I didn't bring with me. Tomorrow I'll head out again to find one and hopefully once again find my way back here. I'm going to hit my new gym too.

So far so good. I have about 15 books for my 12 classes.... that's 12 classes this TERM. Sweet mother. My poor backpack. My poor back.

I can't think of Garth or the kids without choking up. Two administrators asked about them at registration. My voice cracked both times. It'll get better {I hope}. I miss you guys madly and will see you soon.

But for now I'll take advantage of the silence... by taking a nap.

wheeeeee!!!

one.

= and then there was one.

No turning back now, I'm finally packed.

two.

= today it's time to tidily toss

my tops & trousers into a tote.

three.

= terrifically terrified
to be transported to training
& turning in tuition.
No time to be timid or tardy!

Apparently my clothes aren't going to pack themselves.
Maybe tomorrow.