Gulp.

Oh, man, I did NOT sleep well last night.  I'm sort of freaking out.  This is apparently how small (and comfortable) my life has become:  I'm freaking out because today signifies change.  In my life.  I feel like I'm not really at a fork in the road, but a possible turn.  Like I could either continue going straight ahead and be just fine, or take the exit ramp and go into a town I've never been before, and I chose the exit ramp.

Today I'm going out to the University with my sister.  We're going together for moral support, with the goal of figuring out what we need to do to register, and possibly registering for classes beginning this fall.  Yikes!  I am so nervous, people.  And it feels ridiculous to admit that, since going to that campus to me feels like visiting my hometown.  But this time I'm not just watching a game and getting a beer.  I am starting my next chapter.  And I.  Am.  Scared.

My life is so comfy.  I am not good with change.  I'm starting to feel time passing, though, and I'm having more time to consider my possibilities, since my kids are getting older and needing me less and less (sniff).  So here goes, I'm just going to see what else is out there, think about what I like to do, what makes me feel like I matter, and figure out how to chase that.  I'll let you know what happens.

I'll write more later, but I have to go get some more coffee and get in the car.  We had an overnight guest the night before last, and it was so much fun!  My A had his "best friend" (be still my heart) over, and wow, was it cute.  I'll fill you in soon.  Wish me luck!