The clock is ticking and time is running out. The life that I know will change drastically in just a few days…for 5 1/2 weeks anyway. What was I thinking?
I attended orientation today at the school I will be attending. I was surprised to see that I’m not the oldest, however, I’m definitely in the top three. The classes seem like they will be interesting and very social/group oriented. I can do that. But can I do the rest?
It’s not so much the classes I’m intimidated by, nor is it the people or instructors. Kind of hard to feel that way about folks who are young enough to be my kids. It’s the balancing of it all. Can we really pull this off? Getting non-drivers in the family where they need to be. Maintaining the cleaning business, and all the other every day kinds of things that need to be done. We shall see.
I’m a stay-at-home mom at heart. I love that job! I wouldn’t trade the time I had at home with my kids for ANY THING! I still have a soon-to-be 15 year old, so the job’s not over quite yet. But I see the light at the end of the tunnel and I’m not sure I like it.
I even considered adopting a sweet little girl from China and starting all over again. My husband didn’t have much to say about that idea. And if the truth be told, not sure I have it in me to do it again at this stage in my life. But as I conjured up the memories of those days gone by when my kids where small, I got those warm, fuzzy feelings I always get when I remember…and for a minute or two I was tempted.
Nope. Come Monday morning, as the clock silently makes it’s way to 9 AM, I will be found in room 154 ready to begin a new venture, a change in my life, for better or worse. And that’s just the way it is.