Yes, please.

Bali and Lombok, anyone?

Done!

My semester is over. Papers have been written, chapters read, tests taken, A's received.

On January 23rd, I start nursing school.

Until then, though...I will read. Books, real ones, of my choosing. I will attend the yoga class at my gym, and then sit in the sauna. I will enjoy long, leisurely lunches with friends. I will relish in not toting a 40-pound backpack from anatomy to the library to a ten-minute lunch to lab to microbiology.

I will lounge. I will love it.

Now commencing...relaxation.

A vow.

I will write a paper today. I will not use the internet as a method of procrastination. I will ENJOY writing about proper handwashing techniques as they effect pediatric nosocomial infections in the ICU. I will.

Volunteers?

You know how sometimes you're kind of stressed out (but not super stressed out) and you have a lot to do (but not so much you're not going to be able to get it done) except you're not going to really be able to start (at least, not yet) because you're just kind of staring at this big pile of STUFF you have to finish?

And you know how you think that you might not be able to even start until you just get a gigantic reassuring hug or at least the verbal reassurance that everything IS, in fact, going to be OK, just because that reassurance alone means that someone out there recognizes that you are able to do all of this (by "all of this" I mean work and school and life) without pulling your hair out and while still coming across as a relatively sane person?

Yeah, that's how I feel right now. So if anyone wants to drop by for a hugging, you're invited. I think a nap may have a similar effect, though, so I'll give that a shot too. And on Monday at 2:01 p.m., I will be normal again. Normal, of course, being relative.