So, huh. It'll be October in just a few hours and just today I realized that it's been several months since I've posted. The summer flew by and I'm still wondering where it went, even though I know the answer to that question, anyway.
My absence initially coincided with the flurry that was summer semester, the eight weeks of chaining myself to a widely varied number of nursing textbooks. Summer classes ended in early August so I began my "summer vacation" later than everyone else in the house. Now it's time to prepare myself for the grind that will be the remainder of my Associates Degree in Nursing program. I'm anxious to get started but also wary of what I'll become once classes begin. This summer was lost to the books. I spent easily 5-6 hours a day studying, sandwiched in between hour-long jaunts to my parents' pool to cool off with the kids.
So, now it's time to gear up for October 20, when I start the remainder of my Associates Degree in Nursing program. Finally. The air is beginning to feel crisp at predictable times of day so I know it's time and I feel expectant but nervous. Time to dust off the backpack, gather my supplies and make sure the clinical uniforms are in good shape.
It's time to get back to work, thank goodness.
My absence initially coincided with the flurry that was summer semester, the eight weeks of chaining myself to a widely varied number of nursing textbooks. Summer classes ended in early August so I began my "summer vacation" later than everyone else in the house. Now it's time to prepare myself for the grind that will be the remainder of my Associates Degree in Nursing program. I'm anxious to get started but also wary of what I'll become once classes begin. This summer was lost to the books. I spent easily 5-6 hours a day studying, sandwiched in between hour-long jaunts to my parents' pool to cool off with the kids.
So, now it's time to gear up for October 20, when I start the remainder of my Associates Degree in Nursing program. Finally. The air is beginning to feel crisp at predictable times of day so I know it's time and I feel expectant but nervous. Time to dust off the backpack, gather my supplies and make sure the clinical uniforms are in good shape.
It's time to get back to work, thank goodness.
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