Back to School Excitement (?)

What's hopefully my last year of school started yesterday (cue fanfare and celebration). Though I have to admit, starting my final year of graduate school is by far the least novel school start that I've ever had. Every year of grade school starting was a huge thing. Between the mad scramble for school supplies and whining about summer break being over, it seemed like a fairly busy time. Starting a new year at college meant traveling up to Wisconsin again and seeing all my friends again- which was a big deal. The first year of grad school was novel. I worked for 2 years after college, so going back to school felt new and exciting. Starting this 2nd year of grad school- one day I didn't have school, the next day I did. I think part of it is I live in the same city as my program, and I drive to it on my own. The other part is I'm just ready to be done. Grad school is expensive. I miss making a full-time salary.

Plus, in general, I don't like people. Going to a place where I have to engage with people, some of whom I thoroughly dislike, fills my people quota up seemingly instantaneously. All I want when I get home is to hide away from everyone, maybe with a drink, and cuddle with my dog.

Also, I'm very much not a morning person. Most mornings, I am not at my most productive until 10:00 or 10:30 am. Sometimes, some of my best work is done between 10:00 pm and midnight. So here I am, in my morning class, failing to find energy in my dwindling reservoir of morning coffee, and writing this blog post.

With all that being said, I do enjoy learning. I'm happy to be back in school in the sense that I'm back learning what I need to do what I want for a career. What exactly that will be after I graduate is something I'm still figuring out. In the mean time, I'm going to keep shambling my groggy, sleep-deprived, sassy ass to class. Cranky-maybe. Tired-almost definitely. Excited to learn? Always.