first week of school

I managed to survive my first week of school!  After my first class, I really wasn't sure I was going to be able to handle it, but things let up after that.  My first class was a class that is taught in sign, not a class that teaches sign language just the entire discussion of the class was in sign.  I don't know much sign at all, in fact the only sign language class I took was 4 years ago! To help you understand how I felt it was like a baby trying to keep up with a college discussion yes it was embarrassing.  I can look on the bright side though, I did drop the class for now, till I can be a little more fluent in the language then I will try again.  Other than that I am really excited to get back into the student groove.  I am excited to start learning some new stuff!

The weird thing about starting school now is that it is 100% different than starting school any other time.  No new clothes, no new back pack, or pencils...and I was so nervous! I'm not sure why but I was having butterflies about my classes.  A new adventure I guess.  

Some other things going on in my life is that I quit my job at Up to Three.  I really liked working there, in fact working there is what helped me decide I wanted to go back to school.  My plate was getting a little too full so I had to let something go.  My last day was on Friday. I felt so much better when I left so I am sure that I made the right choice.  

On another note, this weekend my family and Derek's family went on a camping trip. Yes both families together.  It seems to be turning into some type of tradition, since we have done it 2 years in a row now.  We had a great time...and then the rains came down.  It started raining around 3 or 4 yesterday and did not stop till this afternoon, so you can imagine by the time we got home we were pretty much soaking wet.  We woke up this morning to water dripping on our heads and a big puddle of water on the floor of the tent.  It made a good memory though and we really did have fun.  

I just have one last thing because this post is getting entirely too long to think that anyone would really read it, but just incase any of our friends didn't think Derek and I were crazy, I guess I am confirming it.  We got another dog.  Her name is Fancy, she came from my parents. You could say she is a rescue dog.  haha Mom that is for you.  So now we are freaky dog people. We have 2 dogs in a 1200 sq ft home, with no grass.  Please don't judge me.