When will it begin?

Amid finals and all the craziness that follows, I’m very aware of how much I dislike not having a schedule and expectations for myself, and honestly, for Patrick too. During finals, there is no “I’ll be home at 5.” or ┬áthe dogs can be walked at X time. There’s just no reasonable way to do that. I am so looking forward to the day when I know I’ll be home at 6, I’ll walk the dogs in the morning, I’ll have dinner done earlier than 10 pm. But, right now, that’s not life.

Oh my gosh, I’m going to law school

Ever since I got engaged I’ve been told I’ll have the “oh my gosh, I’m getting married” moment. That moment where everything becomes real and you realize you’re so close to changing your life forever.

Today, I had that moment for law school. All my mail is sent to my parents house and we went to visit. I officially have my first semester schedule, book list, medical forms, etc. It’s crazy to think that in just a few months, I’ll have my first law classes and by the end of my first semester, I’ll actually understand some basics of what I want to do for the rest of my life.