Back to School...

I had my first day night of school this week.

And I’m surprised how different things feel this time around.


I did the whole school thing… three years ago… before I got married.


I was little then. I worked 32 hours. School took up 12 hours plus homework.


I had a minimal social life. Mostly consisting of my Jessica and random friends.


I was really content.


Then I met this boy and married him.


Then I started working way too much. Got all old and responsible (even for me… I’ve always been too old for my age).


I think that school is going to be a happy thing!


…You can slap me later for thinking this…


But I am happy to do regular 23 year old things.
Ish.


I’m still working my crazy hours but there is a time I HAVE to leave now.


I’m still all old and married.


But I get to write papers about things I don’t care about.


I get to feel smart and accomplished outside of my work.


I get to smile when I sit next to 18 year old girls who are 5 years younger than me but I don’t feel at all older than them.


I get to worry about what to wear to school. I love an excuse to wear something pretty.


I get to laugh at my goal of not wearing the same thing twice.


I don’t know where this feeling is coming from per say but I’m happy that I’m happy about it.


One of the biggest downfalls to school is it’s probably going to cut down on my gym time.


I have been sooo dedicated lately and now I have to miss 2 days a week or go straight from work (9 hours) to school (3 hours) to gym (2 hours).  Travel time not included.


How many hours are in a day again?


Well, yay for me going back to school.


Wish me luck in keeping this happy attitude.