Yesterday was the first day of fall classes here in Aggieland. I work on campus. I live with a student. I work with students at [both] of my jobs. But I didn't go buy textbooks this year. I didn't worry about that first day of class outfit. I didn't DO anything. I just kept waking up at 6:30 and getting to my desk by 8:00 to work and leave by 4:30 to go to my other job by 5:00. Just like last week and the week before.
It's strange being on the sidelines now. I'm still so close to the action I feel like I'm letting my teammates down... except my only teammate is my husband, who is honesty quite ecstatic that I'm no longer a student. I think if I had stepped away from campus it may be easier to deal with... that pending reality check that says "You've started your 'adult life' now stop whining about it!"
So, for now, I'm going to continue to work out this feeling of uncertainty... maybe that's all adulthood is? Have you all been faking it the whole time?? If so, I understand the large amounts of alcoholics now.