The last time I enrolled in college, I was 19, single, and highly independent. In the fall when I pick up where I left off, I will be scarily close to turning 27, married, and will have a husband and a son who will continue to rely on me to do my part in providing a stable home life.
Weird.
Also, let's pause here to take a minute to scratch our heads over women not wanting people to know their age. I just don't get it. Age hits all of us in our time, and me? I've always rather liked my age. But I digress.
It'll be a tough transition at first, going from SAHM to College Student. To say I'm excited, though, would be an understatement. I am over the moon excited to begin the work it'll take to finish out my degree! I know it will most likely mean burning the candle at both ends. I know that I'll probably be chanting "C's get degrees" to myself over and over as I trade in my A's for time spent with my husband and son (and it'll kill me a little inside, but I know that in the long run I'll be so much happier for the family memories than the all revered A plastered on the top of a piece of shredded dead tree I turned in). I know it'll mean fewer hours of sleep than my already shortened nights.
But I am so up for the challenge.
I am so ready to be sitting in the classroom again, drinking in the information that will be taught. I am so ready to add studying to my daily routine. I am so ready to complete this work that I began 8 years ago.
Let's do this.
Weird.
Also, let's pause here to take a minute to scratch our heads over women not wanting people to know their age. I just don't get it. Age hits all of us in our time, and me? I've always rather liked my age. But I digress.
It'll be a tough transition at first, going from SAHM to College Student. To say I'm excited, though, would be an understatement. I am over the moon excited to begin the work it'll take to finish out my degree! I know it will most likely mean burning the candle at both ends. I know that I'll probably be chanting "C's get degrees" to myself over and over as I trade in my A's for time spent with my husband and son (and it'll kill me a little inside, but I know that in the long run I'll be so much happier for the family memories than the all revered A plastered on the top of a piece of shredded dead tree I turned in). I know it'll mean fewer hours of sleep than my already shortened nights.
But I am so up for the challenge.
I am so ready to be sitting in the classroom again, drinking in the information that will be taught. I am so ready to add studying to my daily routine. I am so ready to complete this work that I began 8 years ago.
Let's do this.
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