In typical, daily, facebook chat with my pal Hope this past weekend, I nonchalantly asked when school started again. Monday the 22nd she replied.
That’s next week. Didn’t I have a summer vacation penciled into the calendar somewhere? You know, the months where I was going to organize both boys bedrooms, and get my running mileage up to something that rivals Dean Karnazes, and complete a round and a half of Insanity, take my ACSM exam and….
Don’t blink your eyes kids, life moves way too fast.
|Don’t my kids look so proud?|
I finished ALL of my coursework (and then some). They gave me the cap, the gown, let me march around with my peers in front of friends and family, collect a diploma holder, and told me I could have the actual diploma to put in the fancy holder as soon as I completed 350 hours of an internship.
Alas, they refer to us student moms as “non-traditional” for a reason…because things NEVER go according to plan. EVER. The traditional 4 year schedule? HA ! I laugh at the notion of completing a degree in a timely manner! And in typical fashion, based on my previous academic path, the internship I was supposed to do this summer never happened. Family comes first, always, and there was just no time, or childcare, to be had.
So, here we are again. ANOTHER trip today to the registrar, where I was met by a very confused student worker who didn’t understand why I wasn’t already registered for any classes. Because I don’t NEED any classes. I don’t HAVE any classes left. Just the internship. Please. Then over to financial aid for the 563rd time in my college career. It still baffles me why I must pay the school full time tuition to go and intern 350 hours OFF CAMPUS but who am I to argue. I just want that diploma.
Like someone said on my facebook page the other day…my diploma is the finish line and I’m in the last few miles of the marathon. Must. Keep. Moving. Forward.
I’m slowly getting over the shock of the fact that our lives and schedules are once again about to become as hectic as a traveling circus, and starting to get excited for this experience. It’s been a long ride of tests, lectures, and writing papers, and I’m ready to have the hands on interaction with real clients. I’m ready to finally DO what I set out to do when I went back to school in the fall of 2007.
Get people fit. Change lives.
350 hours of unpaid work might not be the most ideal thing in our lives right now, but I will do it and I will do it well, just like I did with my classes. I didn’t plaster my fridge with Dean’s and Presidents list academic honors certificates by luck, and so just the same, I plan to work hard and kick a$$ in this next chapter in my life as well.
So, cross your fingers, say a prayer, do a “Heather needs an internship dance”, or whatever it is you do that the internship I’m hoping for goes through. Some may call it procrastination, I call it total lack of realization that it was August already (you say tomato, I say tomahto). Anyway, wish me luck !
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