I’ve been making noise about going back to school for a while.
Concurrent with our numerous setbacks on the kid front, my school-noise has gotten louder.
Now, let me disclaim for all the potential grandparents out there: we haven’t totally scrapped the kid project yet. We’re just exploring other possibilities, made even more possible by the upcoming move, which will put us in close(r) proximity to a university that offers what I want.
And can I just say? I’m a NERD.
I’m not kidding. In the past 24 hours I’ve planned my potential schedule, routed my journey to and from school, figured out when and how I could work, made up some flashcards, and found my first electronic gadget to lust after (a smartpen).
Now, one major problem with all this is that I will have to take a test beforehand. And I used to be a fan of tests, because I did well on them. They didn’t worry me. But it’s been several years since I’ve even thought about a test, never mind took one. I’ll probably be ok.
But maybe not. It doesn’t help that I’ve been avoiding tests like the plague lately.
Test anxiety notwithstanding: isn’t this EXCITING?!?!?!?!