Moving right along here

I am *almost* through my first week as a grad student.

I survived orientation. I was overwhelmed. And confused.

I survived my first class. I was overwhelmed. And confused.

Yes, the story continues through my whole first week. My only hope is that it will all start to make sense to me before too long. The pieces ARE starting to come together. I really am starting to wish I weren't working still, AND trying to keep up with school. Because my full-time load? There's more to it than that. There are two not-for-credit classes that I have to take, too. I started one of them tonight...the library class should be easy enough. The writing class is the one that has me concerned.

And I am finding that I am at quite a disadvantage when it comes to technology. Who'd have thought it? Me...the one who is ALWAYS on the computer, getting lost when it comes to Blackboard, Outlook, and all of the other various websites and programs I have to learn. Ugh. My head is swimmy.

Oh, and my first assignment for my first class involved being in front of a camera. Sigh. I'd MUCH rather be BEHIND said camera. This, too shall pass, right? They say it is for our own good. I'm sure it is. But that does not make it any easier for me.

And now, I have to get back to work...billing time is upon me, and I have to get some sleep because I have my last class for the week at 9:00 in the morning.

A new era...

This morning I had a telephone interview with the Admissions Guy at The School. I thought it went really well. He couldn't tell me anything about whether or not I was officially a student, but only that he had to talk to The Committee, and that he'd call me back. Oh, and that Orientation is tomorrow. EEK!!!

So I had to wait. And work my little fingers off, just in case. Because I still have to get my work done.

And the butterflies set in. And I started to second-guess myself.

Except that I was reminded again on Sunday why I am doing this. Our pastor spoke about the giftings that God gives us (you can go watch the sermon here...it is called "Designed With Heart"), and the passions He gives us, and how when those two things fit together, we KNOW which way we are supposed to be heading. And THIS PROGRAM fits that passion. Which means going back to school. Full time. After 20 years. I think I have fallen off my rocker. Maybe. This is not going to be easy....

So, I am working, and butterflying, and fixing meals for kids, and delivering meals to kids, and waiting for the phone to ring, and working some more, and doing laundry, and babysitting...it was a busy day.

And finally, at 4:16 p.m., I got the phone call. I am officially a graduate student in the University School of Counseling. Nervous, scared out of my mind, and slightly insane about cover where I am right now. And everyone has been SO encouraging, but I am still scared, so please keep up the encouragement all the way through the next 2 1/2 years...because I am going to need it.

Now, off to make sure I have something to wear to Grad School Orientation.... what DOES one wear to Orientation as a grad student?!?