three months

Over the next three months, I will experience change. We will (hopefully) be selling our home and moving to a new one. I will no longer have a non-law-related job. Both of those things are pretty big when you consider the effect they will have on my life.

And then, three months from today, an even bigger change will occur. I will go to law school. My entire existence will be focused on studying and learning. I haven’t had that luxury since I was eleven years old. From the time that I was eleven until I was fifteen, my family owned a roller skating rink in Winterset. I worked there EVERY weekend playing music, selling candy and pop, reshelving skates, and teaching lessons. After we sold the place, I worked various jobs around town–sometimes more than one at a time. When I graduated high school, I started working full time. When I went back to college, I still worked between 25 and 35 hours a week, until 2005 when I started working full time again at my current job.

I have worked for more than half of my life. The idea of NOT working seems so foreign to me. In fact, I feel nearly as anxious about that as I do about starting law school itself. Then again, I can’t really complain. I consider myself pretty lucky to have such a worry.

Three months. Honestly? I can’t wait.