It's January. The students have all returned. I'm in my last semester of grad school. Practice starts next week. And everyone keeps asking if I'm excited.
I am not sure that is the word I would use. I am anxious. I am overwhelmed. I am apprehensive. I am not sure I would say I am excited. My schedule the next few months is crazy.
This is what my schedule will look like:
Monday practice 6:30-8:00 work 9-3 night class 5-9
Tuesday internship 7:30-10:00 work 10:15-1:30 Practice 1:30-3:30
Wednesday internship 7:30-10:00 work 10:15-1:30 Practice 1:30-3:30
Thursday internship 7:30-10:00 work 10:15-1:30 Practice 1:30-3:30
Friday practice 6:30-8:00 work 9-3
Weekends include agency internship hours, travel for work and fun, and games
This is my schedule until May when I will be going to the internships more.
Is it so bad that I am not really excited at all? There is only one season like this but I just want it to be over. I feel pulled at least three different directions. In better news... more to come on my internships. I think they will both be great opportunities even though every other day I have to answer the question, "Are you trying to get a job?" with "No, I am just trying to get a degree!"