This has been a trying week for me.
Between moving, trying to get this place together, taking the GRE for the second time in two months, and signing up for classes, it only makes sense that I get sick to close out the week in style.
"Welcome to class!" emails are already flooding my email inbox and to be honest, I don't feel ready for them. I've been mentally preparing myself to start school again for months, but now that it's finally here, it's overwhelming. It's also been hitting me the last few days just how hard this career path is going to be to get into, which has been taking a toll on my mental state as well.
Dealing with a severe lack of storage in our new place has been a struggle, but we're adjusting. We still have a television on the floor, no place to put our bathroom towels, and my fake Christmas tree hangin' out in the corner. And our bedroom curtains fell down two days after hanging them. So there's that.
All of that, and here I am, sick on the couch. It's been a week full of change, full of doubt, and full of frustration. Having said that, depending how I choose to look at it, it's also been a week full of potential. In short, I'm excited to be living with Ryan, I'm excited to start classes, and I'm excited to pursue a new career path. But I'm also scared shitless, which I think just comes with the territory of big things happening.
As David Bowie would say, "ch-ch-ch-ch-chaaaanges." Here's to keeping my head above water for the next few days when all I want to do is take a nap.
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