It's time

Nine days ago, I decided it was time. Time for what? Time for me to go back to school. I've waffled back and forth since just after Stella was born. I've drawn graphs and written out my plans over and over again. This time, I actually pulled the trigger.

Last Monday I filed a FAFSA (way easier than I was expecting) and made an appointment with the nursing program advisor at DMACC for that Friday at 1:30 p.m. I immediately called my mom to ask if she'd watch the kids. She happily obliged. Then I waited. I was nervous and hadn't told Erik anything yet. If anything, he was my biggest UNsupporter. With my college record, he was very rightfully scared that I'd completely drop the ball again. I decided that I'd tell him IF I registered for any classes at my appointment.

So, Friday rolled around and I talked to my advisor and it went really well. I only have two classes to take, the TEAS V test to pass, and a nursing information session to attend before I can apply for the nursing program!! I've got it worked out to complete those requirements during the spring semester and apply immediately after that. 

OH MY GOD. This is actually happening. 

I'm registered for two classes online for the duration of the semester: Intro to Psych and Composition I.  Hopefully, I'll get into the section I want for the Advanced CNA course and will do that two nights a week from the end of February through the end of April.

I'm excited. I'm scared. My mind is going nuts. I keep going back and forth thinking, "Yes! I can do this!" and "Holy shit. What am I getting myself into?!"

I'm currently studying my face off about an hour a day by brushing up on math content that I haven't studied since 2006 and taking all TEAS practice math tests I can find on the internet. I ordered the TEAS study guide a few days ago and it should arrive on Friday.