end of an era

No. The title doesn't mean that I've already given up on my new lifestyle!

Oh ye of little faith!

It means that today is my last day of classes. Ever ever ever ever ever. Though I suppose there's always the tiniest possibility that I could go back to school ::scoff:: I plan on today being the end of my formal higher education. 

Wichita State, you've been good to me.
I know I done you wrong at times.

But as the lady at the senior luncheon awkwardly pointed out to all the other seniors, "This baby's momma's gonna graduate!"

The story behind that one is at the senior luncheon the director of the Alumni Association, who had come up to our table to ask about Max (probably thinking "oh great that kid's gonna scream through my whole speech"), announced for the whole group to hear that there was a cute baby here (true) and his momma's gonna graduate! Then she said for us to get up. I turned bright red--so did my friend, Erin--and lifted Max over my face so I didn't have to be seen. It's not that I'm embarrassed to have a baby it's just that the way she said it sounded like I was some single mom who probably worked really hard to stay in school and yadayadayada.

Truth is, sometimes I wonder if I really deserve to graduate. My workload was nothing compared to a bunch of my friends' or my husband's. I've taken lots of classes that I've enjoyed for the most part. I bet there were a ton of other people at that lunch who 1) put their blood, sweat and tears into getting a degree 2) had to work hard outside of school to pay for it and their families and 3) didn't whine every day about going to school and 4) deserved to be recognized way before I ever came up.

Regardless, today is my final day of class. Sunday, I graduate. And Tuesday, I'll take my final final finally. Ne'er to return.

Well maybe I will...

Graphic design would be sooooooooo cool!