divine angst

It’s really happening! Law School wants paperwork: my official undergraduate transcript and a certification of enrollment. (I got to check the “I will be enrolling and I have removed my name from all other schools’ lists” option. That was nice.)

I’ll pop my transcript request in the mail today, and Law School should get it by the end of the week if the post is cooperative; I think I can email the the certification form.

In other news, I completed my other loan applications last night, so I have asked for all the money I need for the school year. I’ll have a few more pieces of paperwork to sign later this summer, but I’m essentially done even with that chore.

It’s getting more real by the moment.

We finally got some sleep last night.

Between waking up early every morning this weekend from the sun shining in, and the late nights staying up arguing, and our 8 am flight on Sunday, we were a little under-rested when we got home. The bed called out, “Nap on me! I’m soft and comfortable!” But we resisted, like you resist napping when you have jet lag, so that we could go to bed at a normal, if slightly early, hour and get a really solid night’s sleep.

And we did. So solid, in fact, that I’m pretty groggy today.

Of course, I can’t find my car key. I have the valet key, so I’m able to drive it, but I can’t find the real key. This is problematic. I just hope it’s not also indicative of the kind of day I’m going to have.

As long as no one asks me if I’ve got a case of “the Mondays” I think I’ll make it.