I’m Beautiful Like Me.

I’m all set for my first semester back to school in almost 4 years. It’s my first semester at University, too. I’m taking 13 credits: Physics, Anthropology, Geography and American Lit. I’ve got my parking issues (mostly) covered, my backpack, my books are ordered, syllabi printed, notebooks, folders, pens and pencils, etc. all gathered up. I’ve just got to get a couple of last small things to get. Oh and I’ve got to talk my husband out of his laptop or else I’m going to just get my own. I really like those little HP Minis. But my guess is Husband will just let me use his.

It’s just as well. We both would really love to move and that’s going to cost us a pretty penny. I’d like to get one of those really spacious apartments down by the University. Unfortunately, most are only 2 bedroom apartments, but they are similarly priced as our current apartment and have a ton more square footage. Another good aspect is that I’d be much closer to school and we’d overcome the parking issue altogether. That sounds really good.

I’ve also gotten a part-time job through Federal Work Study. I was hired by the Department of Neurology at the school. They are extremely supportive of my school schedule and the work is right up my alley. I start school on Monday the 24th and my job on Thursday the 27th.

It’s going to be a challenge going from full-time mom for the past two and a half years to being a full-time student with a part-time job and still have the demands of a mom and wife. I’d like to think I’m ready for it. Only time will tell.

Thanks to a couple of good friends at knit night last night, I’ve decided that going to school is just the change I need. I meet in the morning with an advisor in the Arts & Sciences department (and received ample warning that it will most definitely not be a fun experience) and hopefully will register for classes at that time. Campus Orientation is on the 20th and classes start on the 24th. My biggest hope is that I can get into relatively easy classes since it has been three and a half years since I’ve been a full-time student.

I’m anxious. I’m nervous. But I’m excited, too.