Guess what? I survived!!! I survived my first day back at school. And I only got teary eyed twice about leaving Jacob.
Phew. Jacob woke up to eat at 4:30 am (it seems more daunting when I add the "am" part) and after I fed him I couldn't fall asleep. So I watched the numbers change on my clock until 5:55. Then I dragged myself out of bed, packed my bags, packed Jacob up and left the house.
We left at 6:30, drove to my parent's house where I dropped Jacob off, and then I hitched a ride downtown. I caught the 7:55 ferry to Seattle and FINALLY hopped on a bus to school. I arrived five minutes after my 9:00 class had started. I did the same thing for my reverse commute home. That's a 2.5 hour commute ONE WAY. I spent exaclty the same amount of time commuting today as I did sleeping- this is very disturbing.
The good news is: I was WAY too busy to be tired. Five back to back classes for the most part with barely enough time to pump (in a gross bathroom stall that smelled like POOP) and choke down lunch in between.
Seriously, HOW do you working/student Moms in the legal profession do it???!!! I can't imagine doing this only twice a week. How do you remember to pack a diaper bag, school bag, lunch, breast pump, breast milk AND baby? How do you stay sane? Or is sanity the ultimate sacrifice?
So, not only did I survive, but I actually LEARNED stuff.
I learned that a bank is a creditor. I always imagined a bank as a big storage unit for all my dollar bills. I never actually thought about how the bank takes my money and uses it. So I really just give all my money to a bank for nothing in return…and then they spend it? Oooh, so now I get what this recession is all about.
Secondly, I learned that, yes, people sound just as ridiculous when they use the word "moreover" in oral discussion as they do when they use it in colloquial conversation. Thank you Mr. IQ in the front row. Your present for being so vocally impressive is a million imaginary slaps in the face and one huge exasperated sigh of hatred.
Also, if you take a shower right before bed your hair dries in the shape of a massive bird's nest… Siimilarly, when you sleep on your face, your eyelashes dry in a 90 degree upward angle as if they were reaching for the sky and no matter how many times you lather spit on them, they refuse to be corrected.
Oh and corporate governance makes me want to projectile vomit stomach vile out of my eyeballs.
A professor becomes five times hotter after he casually drops the fact that he has not only met Obama but that he might get to meet him again at the Inaguration.
Finally, is it just me or do all the vain primping socialites in class seems extra annoying after you have had a baby? Why is that? The girl next to me emailed her friend in the middle of class to ask "would you say my hair color is the same as that girl in the second row?" Say What?