One down fifteen to Go

You know you’re sore when you can feel the individual muscles contracting when you walk up stairs.

You know you’re a science/mednerd when you can name the individual muscles.

Soreness = good aerobic workout in class yesterday.

I was going to write this tomorrow but today is close enough to being the end of the first week of classes that I don’t think it matters too much. I’ll only have one class tomorrow anyway.

The first week has been a pretty nice one. I still have to set up times for two of my classes (biology seminar and histology). It amazes me how much down time I have between classes this semester. I have a two hour break between classes on Monday and Wednesday and I have only one class Tues, Thurs, and Fri. 😮 I’ve already put in several hours of work in this week and will be heading off to do some more this afternoon (after a short nap of course…which is the nice thing about having breaks).

I’ve gotten back in gear for wedding stuff while I’m waiting on my replies from the medschools in PA. I’m excited even though I still have about 120 invitations to address. I’m going to be making an appointment with the jeweler soon so I can discuss the design of KB’s wedding band and also to see what they have available as jackets for my own wedding band.

KB is still finishing up classes. His deadline is the 24th of January, which is the day after my birthday. I would like to go out to eat, but if it comes down to going out and him finishing up a last assignment, I’ll settle for the best American Cookie Cake he can find and a nice leisurely nap after church. Pray for him and for me. Crunch times are not pleasant.

Speaking of naps….I think I’ll go take one now. Maybe I’ll read myself to sleep with my CORE book…

Peace and Blessings follow you throughout this new year.

(( 16 weeks till graduation!! ))

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Author: KB French

Formerly many things, including theology student, mime, jr. high Latin teacher, and Army logistics officer. Currently in the National Guard, and employed as a civilian... somewhere

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