Today was my last class for at least a very long time – forever if I decide not to go to graduate school, though it’s unlikely I won’t go at some point in my life. I haven’t really come to terms with it yet. I guess I’m still in denial. It just feels like the ending of another semester. But this one’s my last. It’ll probably sink in when everyone comes back in January and I’m hopefully working like crazy to make some hopefully decent money.
Tomorrow I am going to relax and work a little. Perhaps I’ll start reading a book. I don’t like reading. But then again, maybe that’s always been the case because I’ve always had a required book to read. There’s a chance I love reading, if it is purely for enjoyment. Hm. I have about five books that I keep reading half of and forgetting about, only to pick back up and read the same half several months later. Let’s see if I can actually remember to read at least one all the way through. Doubtful.
My boss gave me a ton of extra hours this week and next. I requested as many as possible, not expecting her to actually give them to me. I’m so very thankful, but it’s going to be exhausting. Two days I’ll actually work from 8:00 am to 5:00 pm. That’s big girl hours. And I’ll get a nice pay check weeks after leaving this place that will be a nice parting gift after Christmas wipes out my bank account.
That reminds me. It’s time to get serious about Christmas shopping. I already have gifts in the works for both sets of my parents. Now I just need to figure stuff out for friends, siblings, and that crazy fiance of mine. My parents already got Phillip the perfect gift. Now I have to try to find something that will at least be half as good. We’ll see. Maybe I’ll pull the whole wife thing and just take him with me to buy what he wants and then wrap it for him to pretend to be surprised when he opens it. Hah. Well, I don’t want to be there yet.
6 months, 4 days, 19 hours, 30 minutes
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