and so it begins

I am officially back at work, stress and all. Today I moved most of my belongings into a different portable than the one I moved into three weeks before the end of last school year. It was hot and muggy and I was dressed, well, like a teacher. It wasn't a pretty sight. I feel very unsteady because I haven't yet been trained in the Inclusion model we will be using this year. I don't like change very much. That seems to surprise a lot of people about me. I hate change and I hate moving. I guess this year is going to be all about pushing myself.

When I got home from work today I bought my parking permit for grad school and then went to buy my textbooks. Between that, rent, and groceries half of my paycheck is gone. I got paid yesterday. For the month. I usually have a couple of nights of sleeplessness over finances, but this month I will have the pleasure all. month. long. Yay me!

The boychild has been with his dad since Thursday. He'll be home when I get off of work tomorrow and then on Thursday he is headed south to visit my dad and grandparents with my sister. Unless, of course, Hurricane Dean decides to take a turn north. Thankfully, even if that happens she'll watch him while I work Thursday and Friday. One less thing I have to worry about.

The boyfriend is working late late tonight so I have a silent house. I just spend over an hour reading one chapter in my social work research book. My undergraduate degree is in English and I can devour a novel in no time at all. This is a completely different experience for me. I was taking notes the entire time on terms and ideas that I need to go research. I have three more chapters to read before my first class on Tuesday. My professor already sent us our syllabus which is nice because I can start to schedule trips to the library for our big research project.

God. I'm back in school. Am I completely crazy or only a little bit?