I just finished my last official college class.
Holy cow- where did the last 4.5 years go?
In 8 days I will walk across a stage and venture into the "real world."
And by "real world," I mean
...my parents house.
While it was not my original plan, moving home seems to be the right thing to do for now.
I can substitute teach,
love on/spoil Sawyer before I leave him for a non-dog-friendly apartment,
work on wedding stuff,
and enjoy my parents love (free food, money, rent) for a little while longer.
And then in 6 short months, I'll be...
That's going to take some getting used to.